Текст 311 – Days Of ’88

With all my ride or dies
Ain’t no reason why
Good things can’t be
And a lot of times

Days of ’88
We had everything in life
If you look at it right
We had reason cause things rhymed
Because things rhymed
Because things rhymed

Then it hit me

This trip has taken me somewhere I thought I’d never be
To a place that feels a long time coming
When we’re speaking easily, it really sets me free
Why don’t we just go on jamming

See the energy shining all around you
Higher than the smoke that might surround you

It’s like eat, work, play, sleep,
Kicking out jams eight days a week
It’s like wake up what can I say
I want another one just like today, c’mon

Looking back in my mind
How about those times
Were they all a dream
In the storm we were the eye
Wild with the lines
We were all living

Days of ’88

Then it hit me

This trip has taken me somewhere I thought I’d never be
To a place that feels a long time coming
When we’re speaking easily, it really sets me free
Why don’t we just go on jamming

See the energy shining all around you
Higher than the smoke that might surround you

Here’s a little story to follow, I bet you’re
Humming through the same one tomorrow, you never know
It could have been a swing and a miss or just another throw
It’s something that we couldn’t resist I tell ya better know

See the energy shining all around you
Higher than the smoke that might surround you

Then it hit me