I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days These days, these days These days, these days Leaving to find my soul Told her I had to go And I know it ain't pretty When our hearts get broke Leaving to find my soul Told her I had to go And I know it ain't pretty When our hearts get broke And I know it ain't pretty When our hearts get broke I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days These days, these days These days, these days Cigarettes in the ashtray Reminiscing on those past days I thought you'd end up with my last name But that changed And I travelled around the world Think where you living at now? I heard you moved to Austin Got an apartment and settled down And every once in a while I start texting Write a paragraph But then I delete the message Think 'bout you like a past time I could cry you a river Get you baptised or I wasn't ready to act right Used to always think I'd get you back, right They say that things fall apart We were gonna move to Brooklyn You were gonna study Art Love is just a tool To remind us who we are And that we are not alone And we're walking in the dark I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days I hope someday we'll sit down together And laugh with each other about these days, these days These days, these days These days, these days