Pilots

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