Lyrics:
Fresh new page, out of a book
That I bought year ago, I feel it
Fill up soberly cinematic
Never felt before
Art museums, broken humour
And teenage talks about the future
I wondered when it would be my turn
Before the time runs out
Six months gone
Day in and day out
Loud and higher
See me now
Making memories
Dreams and doubts
We've come so far
We're 19 and young
Write this down
I believe
In romanticizing my life
Driving alone and cursing crochet
First red rose and disbelief
Finally feeling like the protagonist
But imperfect and real
I take fear's hand and let her guide me
Through things that haven't happened yet
Sparkling eyes with awe and wonder
So much left to learn
Teen years gone
Day in and day out
Loud...