Ki'i

Look at this photograph
Everytime I do, it makes me laugh
How did we survive those high school days,
And what's the deal with all this college craze?

And this is where I grew up,
I'm still there, but it needs fixing up
I never wanted, never had a need,
This room of mine has seen a young boy bleed

And this is where I went to school,
Most of the time, I was a good student, too
Graduated with every special friend,
Swore to each other all the good times would never end

I sometimes wonder if It's too late
Should I go back and then reciprocate?
Life seems much better now then back then,
If I was them, I wouldn't let me in

Every memory of looking out to Diamond Head,
I had the photo album spread out on my broken bed,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door,
I found the letter from the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

Remember the old hangouts?
No matter, we never got kicked out,
Sometimes, the people hated us hanging around,
Someday, someone will go back and burn it down

We used to listen to the iPod, too
And sing along with all the songs we knew,
We said someday we'd find out how it feels
To sing to a crowd that was actually real

Never really got that first kiss,
I was so busy, I guess I kind of missed,
But, it's okay, I've still got lots of time,
I'm still looking for a girl, and that's fine.

Every memory of looking out to Diamond Head,
I had the photo album spread out on my broken bed,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door,
I found the letter from the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

I miss that time,
I miss the faces,
You can't erase, no,
You can't replace it
I miss it now,
I can't believe it

So hard to stay,
Too hard to leave it

If I could I relive those days
I know there's nothing I would try to change

Every memory of looking out to Diamond Head,
I had the photo album spread out on my broken bed,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door,
I found the letter from the friend that I was looking for,
It's hard to say it, but it's time to say it:
Goodbye, goodbye

Look at this photograph,
Everytime I do it makes me laugh,
Everytime I do it makes me...