Small Towns Burn A Little Slower

baseball cards and matchbox-cars.
lets pretend that we are rock-stars.
lets build a ramp behind the house,
and lets jump bikes off of it.
lets make a list. lets follow it.
"rainy day surprises" and military exercises.
lets build a fort, just outside the trailer park.
we wont let any one else in.
last blast off this ship is going down,
to the bottom of the stairs and across the floor.
times have changed.
youre twenty-six now with a wife and kid of your own.
and im not far behind you.
even when all your friends are gone.
i will be here, because i am your brother
[ Last Blast Off Lyrics ]