Red Wanting Blue - Sea of Old Friends lyrics

Sea of old friends Welcome home We are strangers now Everything seems scaled down Some of us never got out (of here) Here are some of the best times social cliques And old high school charms Camping out at diners Pulling false fire alarms Smoking joints at homecoming dances Never fearing all the questions Happy without any answers While we were here We had some of the best times Swimming in a sea of old friends I'll be gone Lost in a nutshell town