Текст песни The Glory Years Aren't Over - Dylan Owen

Welcome home from a life that you've been missing out on
Welcome home from a life you never lived
Step down from the ledge you're standing out on
The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge

Welcome home from a life that you've been missing out on
Welcome home from a life you never lived
Step down from the ledge you're standing out on
Don't let your glory years end like this

And I never will
Watch as I ascend whatever hill
It takes to beat the Great Depression still
Kids from broken homes, know there's so much left to build
That's why I wear this heart on my sleeve... dressed to kill
Two (two!)
Years (years!)
Sleeping at home
Woke up the demons that I keep deep in the weeds of my soul
I didn't want the world to see that I was deeply alone
If I was Jack Kerouac, then I would be On the Road
If you don't get lost (lost!)
You don't find yourself (self!)
Alone in the woods wishing on Orion's Belt
Told myself it'd all get better
Maybe only time will tell
And if you're hearing this, there's still time
You are alive and well
As we get older
The summer changes
Someone got divorced
Someone's pregnant
I'm getting rings around my eyes
My friends have rings around their fingers from engagements
I'm still complaining 'bout the same shit
Curtains closing on the stage of life
Where I laid still, played dead
You can only climb a mountain if you take steps
The price of happiness is not your paycheck
We used to make memories now we make rent

Without the worst nights
In my glory years
And the lost things that I hold dear
Without the wrong turns
In my storyline
I was always getting over my fears
Without the worst nights
In my glory years
And the lost things that I hold dear
The glory years aren't over
They're just lost along the way
But they'll come back to us
Someday
And we will say
Welcome home

Well welcome home
Welcome home
Well welcome home
Welcome home

Welcome home from a life that you've been missing out on
Welcome home from a life you never lived
Welcome home from 28 years of trying to find yourself
I never thought I'd end up like this

I haven't found my destiny
But it's my great adventure to do it
And this is where the story starts
And I won't rest till I'm through it
If you're afraid to move a mountain
That your depression has ruined
They say pressure makes diamonds
So I try and keep some depth in the music
Every time I step in the booth with it
And to my friends — I'm sorry that I lost touch
I guess I had to get this reclusive
To excavate my flaws and form the self respect to improve em
Cuz I'm not trying to preach but I've been thinking
Ever since I was a kid
The grief that I've been given is a gift
If I don't try and make a difference while I'm living
Then all these life lessons are useless
And they mean everything to me
So who would you be...?

Without the worst nights
In my glory years
And the lost things that I hold dear
Without the wrong turns
In my storyline
I was always getting over my fears
Without the worst nights
In my glory years
And the lost things that I hold dear
The glory years aren't over
They're just lost along the way
But they'll come back to us
Someday
And we will say
Welcome home
Well welcome home
Welcome home
Well welcome home
Welcome home

Well welcome home
Welcome home
Well welcome home
Welcome home

Welcome home from a life that you've been missing out on
Welcome home from a life you never lived
Step down from the ledge you're standing out on
The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge

Welcome home from a life that you've been missing out on
Welcome home from a life you never lived
Step down from the ledge you're standing out on
The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge

The glory years aren't over