F-150

Anything must be good even sweating up a hill we understood
Cracked in the same 3 seats the treasures of the summer hidden underneath

Oh you feel it coming
Don't stop now don't stop running
You're tied to the things you wanted
A spade in the dirt outta keep em honest
I wanna be back there
Feeling outside in the garden
As the song of the slackers seem to echo

It's over now
It feels like only yesterday
We couldn't count
The days that we had left to say
Goodbye for now
So long to all those easy days
It's over now

It's over now
It seems like only yesterday
Goodbye for now