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After
These are the kids I grew up with
 Close as a family with all the love, and the fights, and beautiful summer nights
 
 Playing together at the nearest park
 Hide and seek till it got dark
 And our mom’s finally said
 “you’re going home, its time for bed”
 And we had to listen
 Or face terrible time outs
 So we’d go home and we’d shout
 
 See you tomorrow or maybe after
 But I’ll see you again for the shrieks of laughter
 And you know, I’ll see you again
 And then maybe we can finish the game
 
 And there came a next time and a time after
 Swinging up and down, running with laughter
 We would slide down and then climb back up
 Illegal maneuvers and hey no that’s cheting
 Do that again and you’ll get a beating
 But nobody ever, ever did
 Cuz we laughed and we played and we got along
 Girls and boys and all didn’t matter 
 When we were all together and we would shout 
 
 See you tomorrow or maybe after
 But I’ll see you again for the shrieks of laughter
 And you know, I’ll see you again
 And then maybe we can finish the game
  
 And you know that we never did
 Because there was always a new game to play
 And now I wish we could back to those unlimited possibilities 
 
 
 Because nowadays its homework and after
 I’ve got practice, band lessons and after
 Maybe, but you know I should go home
 
 Phone calls last only two minutes
 I miss the ten hours that could be dedicated to you
 And me and all our friends when we’d shout
 
 See you tomorrow or maybe after
 But I’ll see you again for the shrieks of laughter
 And you know, I’ll see you again
 And then maybe we can finish the game
 
 But now it only happens after
 All the plans we make are a disaster
 But still I love you guys the same way
 I wish we could still play everyday
 
 But what I wouldn’t give to go back to when after meant call u in an hour
 Cuz u kno, we’ve had nothing better to do
 Summer days meant 5 hours at the pool
 Drawing with chalk was time well spent
 O but now, I’ve got summer reading to do
 
 But I’ll see you tomorrow or maybe after
 see you again for the shrieks of laughter
 And you know, I’ll see you again 
 And then maybe we can finish the game
 
 Or forever just go on pretending
 Nothing has changed, that our world isn’t ending
 Even though
 People are leaving home
 Spreading out across the country
 Leaving us behind, finding new friends
 
 But please promise me there’ll be an after
 Even if we only get an hour
 Because I can never forget
 That we still have to finish the game

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