nye/proud
After the big twelve has struck, euphoria dies
There is no turning back our time
We'll sit 'round in a circle
We'll talk 'bout things that hurt us
I'll play you all a song, but I won't sing right
Now the neon lights have shown, and bottles popped, we would reflect on the years where we had loved
We'll remind each other dearly
What they might have lost early
The best parts of yourself won't be seen through those eyes
These last few years were more than we had anticipated for ourselves
We grew up while things were put on hold
So we're held, stuck in times and places
And I know that we weren't meant for this
But if saying it would get you there
We're proud of you
So proud of you