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Driving by your house, but you don't live here now
It's not even on my way, But I wanted think on how
It felt to walk this road, all the years before
We were hardened to it all

Driving by the park, we loved when we were young
Before you turned so strange, oh where have you gone
I walked you down this road, only years before

We were hardened to it all
Hardened to it all
Hardened to it all
We are

Jamie moved away, grew up and got a job
I've seen him now and then
He says he's happy but he's not
He's still the boy he was, only years before

We were hardened to it all
Hardened to it all
All you can never hope to change, because the fight is so unclean
All you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine
Until you're hardened to it all
We are
Not dead

Driving by your house, but you don't live here now
It's not even on my way, but I wanted to think on how
It felt to walk this road, all years before

We were hardened to it all
Hardened to it all
All you can never hope to change, because the fight is so unclean
All you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine
Until you're hardened to it all

Like all the grayest little men, remember all they used to be
If this is all we ever have, well it was good enough for me
Come on, defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine
Until you're hardened to it all
Til you are hardened to it all
Driving by your house, but you don't live here now   It's not even on my way, But I wanted think on how   It felt to walk this road, all the years before   We were hardened to it all      Driving by the park, we loved when we were young   Before you turned so strange, oh where have you gone   I walked you down this road, only years before      We were hardened to it all   Hardened to it all   Hardened to it all   We are      Jamie moved away, grew up and got a job   I've seen him now and then   He says he's happy but he's not   He's still the boy he was, only years before      We were hardened to it all   Hardened to it all   All you can never hope to change, because the fight is so unclean   All you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine   Until you're hardened to it all   We are   Not dead      Driving by your house, but you don't live here now   It's not even on my way, but I wanted to think on how   It felt to walk this road, all years before      We were hardened to it all   Hardened to it all   All you can never hope to change, because the fight is so unclean   All you defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine   Until you're hardened to it all      Like all the grayest little men, remember all they used to be   If this is all we ever have, well it was good enough for me   Come on, defeatists raise your hands, and grease the old machine   Until you're hardened to it all   Til you are hardened to it all