Look over your shoulder. glance back at your past.
dont look to long. be burned or fast.
remember the times you laughed, the times you cried
the times you felt alive, the times you wanted to die.
young fresh skin grazed from your body at every corner
every limb scarred for life. every heart scarred with life.
every fall and every dive. who would have thought we'd ever get so high.
lets build a billy cart and race towards our elbows.
dont get stunned by firecrackers as you race towards your elbows
racing along our lives... dont scream out as we race towards our elbows
elbows...........
elbows..
See the scars upon our lives.from adventures and misfortunes
every scar is a gift, a forever memory.
Youth and elbows.................