Seventeen - Thomas Gold, Bright Sparks

There are times we’d like to leave behind

We break, we burn, we

There are times we’d like to keep in mind

We’re trying so hard not to lose

All these photographs

Take me back

Take me back, my friend

Through the grass

Take me back

Take me back again

Here we are

Rolling in the gold sand

Here we are

Just dancing in the sea

Stole your daddy’s car

And made out on the backseat

So here we are

That was you and me

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen

There’s we’d like to barely think

With scars and tears and lies

But they ain’t nothing much, I’d like to keep

with you and I

All these photographs

Take me back

Take me back, my friend

Through the grass

Take me back

Take me back again

Here we are

Rolling in the gold sand

Here we are

Just dancing in the sea

Stole your daddy’s car

And made out on the backseat

So here we are

That was you and me

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen

We didn’t care for nothing

We didn’t care at all

Shoulda seen it coming

Summer always turns to fall

We were young and foolish

Singing songs and getting high

I wonder what you’re doing now

D’you think of me sometimes?

Eh-eh-eh

Here we are

Rolling in the gold sand

Here we are

Just dancing in the sea

Stole your daddy’s car

And made out on the backseat

Here we are

Yeah that was you and me

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen

Here we are

Rolling in the gold sand

Here we are

Just dancing in the sea

Stole your daddy’s car

And made out on the backseat

Here we are

Yeah that was you and me

When we were seventeen

When we were seventeen