Cast aside
Time has passed us by
And I can't decide
What comes after twenty-nine
I messed up again
Lost another friend
Straight through my hands
Collapsing castles made of sand
We were the rebels on our street
Thumbing our noses at society
We were the pilots of the dandelion seeds
Forever drifters in the wind
I guess I'll see myself out
There's nothing left for us to talk about
But we won't forget
All the good times
I'm sure of it
We were the rebels on our street
Thumbing our noses at society
We were the pilots of the dandelion seeds
Forever drifters in the wind
We were the rebels on our street
Thumbing our noses at society
We were the pilots of the dandelion seeds
Forever drifters in the wind
