Видео
Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Joshua Gleave
Бас
Jerry Roe
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Andrew Capra
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Joshua Gleave
Продюсер
Andrew Capra
Продюсер
Jeff Braun
Миксинг-инженер
Joe LaPorta
Мастеринг-инженер
Addison Kowalski
Творческий директор
Nathaniel Taylor
Фотография
Слова
You look the same as I remember
The same sad eyes, just a little more weathered
We were silent watching the towers fall
You could hear a pin drop in the 400 hall
Watched your brother get busted for an eighth of weed
With uppers in the glove box, downers in the backseat
These days you can catch him driving around
Looking like a stranger in his own hometown
Looking like a stranger in his own hometown
What happened to all our great expectations?
When did we learn to live with all the doubt?
What happened to all our great expectations, darling
That everything would one day work itself out
Everything would one day work itself out?
Well the parties get worse when the faces stay the same
So much has happened, so little has changed
Well you begged me to stay when I held the door
Said "no boys 'round here have manners anymore
No boys 'round here have manners anymore"
What happened to all our great expectations?
When did we learn to live with all the doubt?
What happened to all our great expectations, darling
That everything would one day work itself out
Everything would one day work itself out?
"Anyways", you said, "don't be a stranger
Just call if you visit your parents this winter
We can get stoned and just drive around
Looking like strangers in our own hometown
Looking like strangers in our own hometown"
What happened to all our great expectations?
When did the days get too much to count?
Was it all a dream while we were waiting
For everything to one day work itself out
Everything to one day work itself out
Everything will one day, one day, one day
Everything will one day work itself out
Writer(s): Andrew Capra
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