Seventeen Lyrics

Something in the air feels like seventeen

Feels like Thursday, feels like tangerine

Like September on the soccer team

Like fresh cut grass under trampolines

Burned the roof of my mouth on a hot tea

Are you okay, no, not particularly

Do a side quest in a daydream

Drop the pocket change in a canteen

Wrote a poem about a big parade

You were there too, we were drinking lemonade

Under the city bridge

Hoped to find a place, just a quiet space, just a piece of shade

And then we fell asleep at the end of the day

Put the movie in and you pressed play

Eating popcorn out of an ashtray

I get lonely at night, would you please stay