When We Were Younger Men

I still hear the silence echo across the hardwood floor

Screaming as you cut across the room to that front door

Nothing last forever but I'd have sworn you'd stay

Ain't it funny how the good things in life seem to fade away?

We were carrying a heavy load

Till one of us got tired or lifting

We were heading down a dead end road

In a car too far gone for fixing

When I think about that summer, I still hear the sound

Petty on the radio, I Won't Back Down

I called you a brother but you were closer than my kin

And it kills me knowing you may never pass my way again

But I hope that every now and then

You look back fondly on the days when we were younger men

We packed up that three-fifty Ford Econoline

With hopes and dreams and other childish things men learn to leave behind

Spent a decade doing circles not knowing what's in store

Each new town more magical than the town before

But we lost track of time

And the dark hair of our youth started to whiten

I watched my father's face become mine

And the cruel hands of truth started to tighten

I still think about that summer, so long again it seems

Petty on the radio, us Running Down a Dream

I called you a brother but you were closer than my kin

And it kills me knowing you may never pass my way again

But I hope that every now and then

You look back fondly on the days when we were younger men

I remember back before that pendulum had swung

Back before we said the things that couldn't be undone

I remember back when we were wild and we were young

And I think about that summer and how it passed us by

Petty on the radio, us Learning How to Fly

I called you a brother but you were closer than my kin

And it kills me knowing you may never pass my way again

But I hope that every now and then

You will look back fondly on the days when we were younger men