Arcade Fire

All those wasted hours we used to know
Spent the summers staring out the window
The wind it takes you where it wants to go
At first they built the road then they built the town
That's why we're still driving around and around
And all we see are kids in the buses longing to be free
Wasted hours before we knew
Where to go and what to do
Wasted hours that you make new
Turn into a life that we could live