Saw some old friends in my dreams and They're just as I remembered Singin' songs in houses built too tall The walls were painted red Your name was etched into the armchair You said it'd last forever But we never seemed to get there And I heard you cry and I sighed I felt enough for the both of us I see blue birds fly so high, so high And yet I've still got two feet stuck in the ground Is life holding me down, or am I just around Through the worst of it? Summer songs were sung in circles We'd pass around the cheapest brews And laugh until the sky turned blue I'd watch the sparks fly from the fire And learned to form a metaphor For all the things I felt for you And all the things you wouldn't do And I heard you cry and I sighed I felt enough for the both of us I see blue birds fly so high, so high And yet I've still got two feet stuck in the ground Is life holding me down, or am I just around Through the worst of it? Grass stains On my knees I fall down Old friends are no where to be found I see blue birds fly so high, so high And yet I've still got two feet stuck in the ground Is life holding me down, or am I just around Through the worst of it? Through the worst of it? Through the worst of it