Last night when everyone was sleeping

I dreamt of my old neighborhood

And resurrected memories from ashes

We said that we would never fit in

When we were really just like them

Does rebellion ever make a difference

Life is only as good as the memories we make

And im taking back what belongs to me

Polaroids of classrooms unattended

These relics of rememberance are just like shipwrecks

Only they're gone faster than the smell after it rains

So long, astoria

I found a map to burried treasure

And even if we come home empty-handed

We'll still have our stories and battle scars

Pirate ships and wounded hearts

Broken bones and all the best of friendships

And when this hourglass has filtered out its final grain of sand

I'll raise my glass to the memories we own

This is my world

And I'm taking it back

I'm taking it all back