Lyrics
remember that old riding mower used to sit out back
behind the garage
the one the old man used to call his tractor
there we used to pretend we were race car drivers
like dogs giving chase
never could quite figure out what after
but dreams
weren’t made to remain dreams
merely a road map
to where you’re ‘posed to be
and maybe we’re changing
and that’s just fine
cause everything’s changing
all the time
and maybe we’re changing
and that’s just fine
cause everything’s changing
yeah it’s changing all the time
them hypothetical conversations you’ve been having in your head again
always making a case for something you ain’t gotta prove
sure you’re not quite a strong as you feel you probably oughta be by now
only means you got that much less to lose
and maybe we’re changing
and that’s just fine
cause everything’s changing
all the time
and maybe we’re changing
and that’s just fine
cause everything’s changing
yeah it’s changing all the time
but dreams
weren’t made to remain dreams
merely a lighthouse to try and get you on home safely
