going home for the first time in a while
a lot has changed, even your smile
it's bigger than ever and it made me happy
your 21st birthday, oh so classy

and look at our little brother go,
he's got his **** more together than us, whoa
we smoke out on our dark, quiet street
memories come flooding back so we take a seat
on the grass of our yard and talk
about things we wouldn't have before.

I still call you by your childhood nickname
of course I would, and you do the same.
Sad I have to leave so soon though,
I guess next time I see you all there'll be snow.