hear the may birds singing, pack up all your books and art

empty halls are bringing you and everyone, empty hopes and empty hearts

hitch a ride from your friends, have them take you to your house

missing them to no end, if they need to reach you they know how

wait for hours, in the parking lot, I know it seems like way too much

years have passed since the last time, feels just like a dream, I know you don’t remember much

hear the factory humming, seeing the signs on the road

this town’s not what it was, or used to be

if I’d known I would have kept it so

night falls on the city, your technical college, it’s nice to see they didn’t change much

years have passed since the last time, feels just like a dream, I’m glad to see you didn’t change much