Northwest Stories - Buy My Folks A House

Of all the places you could go
How'd you end up in the snow
Never made it to the foothills
I'd stay home so I could throw
Broke the fence till it broke me
Wasn't very neighborly
I will make it up to you
One day
Oh I can still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house
Now that I'm older
And still haven't figured out
What I should do with all these younger dreams
Do I just give up?
Because I haven't made it yet
And write it off as immaturity
I can still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house
Thought I'd rocket to the moon
And be the busiest in June
But someone scribbled on my pages
And wrote in a different tune
If you told me I'd be here
I'd assume you didn't hear
All the plans I had
But I'm not mad
Oh I can see still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house
Now that I'm older
And still haven't figured out
What I should do with all these younger dreams
Do I just give up?
Because I haven't made it yet
And write it off as immaturity
Oh I can still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house
I can see
I can see it
I can see
I can still see it
I can see
I can see it
I can see
I can still see it
Oh I can see still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house
Now that I'm older
And still haven't figured out
What I should do with all these younger dreams
Do I just give up?
Because I haven't made it yet
And write it off as immaturity
Oh I can still see this play out
And I will buy my folks a house

Written by:
Adam Fink, RJ Rouse

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