I'm scared that we've left, this old city for good
Digital nomads, alone in the woods
I'm scared we'll get lost, lost inside of our minds
Replying memories, have we left all the good years behind
At 31
We're not done, Having fun
Late nights till morning comes
We're old enough to still feel young
Is this a sequel where the magic is already gone
A sophomore attempt when, you're friends have all had kids and moved on
I sit at the same bar, the cast as it's always been
Dying, or growing, where does the line end or begin
At 31
We're not done, Having fun
Late nights till morning comes
We're old enough to still feel young
We're old enough
To still feel young
At 21, what were we running from
Were we evening having fun
We were never old enough
At 31
We're not done, having fun
Late nights till morning comes
We're old enough to still feel young
At 31 we're old enough to still feel young
At 31 we're old enough to still feel young