Running With The Boys

We were kind of heroes, wicked little machines
Captains and Cavalries forming empires in shade of the trees
Without hesitation, kings of the forest town
Holding the ocean down
We're half this heavy and twice this loud.

So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times.

Was what you make it
We had our friends around
All the images and sounds, super imposing to old backgrounds
We used to be clumsy, lost in a thousand ways
Captivated by the craze, hold your hands down
My favorite days.

So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times.

Suspicion rose in our head
It was only underneath the beds, beds
Saline eyes didn't have to hide
They were always open way too wide, way too wide.

So turn up the noise
Just through the night
Running with the boys
Your hand in mine
Singing every song, loving every line
'Till the night is gone
Just like the old times
Just like the old times
Just like the old times.