Switching looks back and forth,
Like this is gonna get better real soon.
We don't know if we believe it,
But we were never ones to doubt each other's eyes.

We smile a lot.
Knowing fair well that a wave is coming real soon.
There's no way to tell what years ahead can hold in store.

So kick down the door,
I hate those shallow pointless barriers.
Kick down the door,
And we'll run right through.
Kick down the door,
I hate those shallow pointless barriers.

There's plenty of room for your pointless filing inside
Of those shallow empty halls.
I'm not sure what we have to offer,
But I'll stay positive in knowing we offer what we have.

And soon I can say that there's no more mumbling.
And promising is like a marriage to words.
In these eyes there's incentive,
Every utter word is packed with pungent certainty.

And we'll wake every day with something to prove,
Knowing we don't have to prove anything to anyone.
And I get old I hope I can look back and say,
Those were the days
And I get old I hope I can look back and say,
Those were the days