"Men Into Boys" lyrics

"Men Into Boys"

Feels like aging in reverse every time that I come home
Something 'bout the water gets you drunk all on its own
Reminisce 'bout shit we used to do when life felt like
Running from the cops the first time that I got high

That cold day in September that felt like mid December
Cracking beers in the back with the boys
Swapping inside jokes with the very few folks
That find it funny, but we laugh until we cry

While that bonfire burns
With stories we've heard twice
Memories that time can't destroy
We've lived some life
But we'll always find our way
Back to times that turn men into boys

Men into boys
Men into boys

The older I get, the more I seem to miss
Times when we didn't have a clue
And there's something deep inside
That's been calling my name
An echo from the days of my youth

While that bonfire burns
With stories we've heard twice
Memories that time can't destroy
We've lived some life
But we'll always find our way
Back to times that turn men into boys

Men into boys
Men into boys
Yeah

No matter where I go
I'll always see the smoke
I'll be laughing to myself over the secrets that I know
Time will do its part
But distance can't destroy
The chance to turn this man into a boy


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