The Boys

The boys are grinning from the photograph

It's Friday night and they're trying so hard

The sun is dropping and they want to go

Driving into town to see some girls they know



The boys, blazing on a summer night

Girls they want to watch them ride

Is that the way it was before?

'Cause I don't remember

Boys, friends at every bar in town

Running all the good days down

Is that the way it was before?

'Cause I don't remember



We felt like fighters when we caught the plane

Until that day we'd never heard its name

We did some things we didn't understand

And now we feel like strangers in our own land



The boys, blazing on a summer night

Girls they want to watch them fight

Is that the way it was before?

'Cause I can't remember

Boys, friends at every bar in town

Running all the good days down

Is that the way it was before?

'Cause I can't remember



This photograph, I hold it when I sleep

'Cause people soon stop asking

When I cannot explain what I have seen

And at the bars in town

All the boys in town

Are running all the good days down

Running all the good days down

Running all the good days down

All the good days down