Oh, we stay up
You and I on the phone, talking late
We talk about our recent Netflix and A&E favorites
We talk about how the world around us has changed since we were young
We talk about the nice things that have happened and the difficult parts
And I've grown to where I depend on you
Like how in the morning, I hear the train going ooh
Like how I hear the wind going
And the cars on the highway going
And when I'm in town, dinner with my girlfriend
And coming home from my tour to a big, fat, cozy bed
Oh, we're getting older, aren't we?
Next thing you know I'll be calling you from a fifty-five plus community
Thinking I definitely didn't pass up the opportunity
To tackle life with a tireless tenacity
Yesterday it was one of your kid's birthdays
She's twelve and I remember when she was just a baby
She looked like a sack of white flour with legs and arms
And my girlfriend at the time said, "Oh my god, I love that little one."
We were both in our late thirties then
And we were both getting around so, so easily
And you were married then and I was with Emily
But that all changed but everyone involved moved on happily
I remember my childhood room with these fluorescent posters and a blacklight
And I'd burn candles and incense all night
But Dad would say, "Mark, you're gonna burn the house down."
I thought he was paranoid then
But I fully understand him now
Your room was so much different than mine
It had an extra window and much more sunshine
And your walls were painted a very light shade
Soft blue and yellow like an Easter egg