Jumped off the porch and left the yard
Mama, you really must believe in God
Into the sky I stare, say the same ol' prayer
But Wayne is still out there somewhere
Look both ways before crossing, no talking to strangers
A shoestring from my sneakers held my house key

A minute goes by, now it's the past
I hope life is saving the best for last
When you breathe in the air you are that city
I even thought cemeteries looked pretty
Just watching and weighing all my options
It ain't that many things that we can be

Looks like motion pictures
Staring out the window of the MARTA train
On an adventure
Then back home again
Looks just like pictures
Staring out the window of the MARTA train
It's an adventure
'Til I make it back home again

We are the wild ones, yes, we are
I can't believe his mom bought Mike a car
It makes me laugh when I look back at it
One dead, one in jail, one's a functioning addict
Live for the moment, here's my five on it
Standin' 'round freestyling to the beat
To say it's not where you're from is how you feel
Well, come on, Jesus, and take the wheel
'Cause everything's been said already
And both your parents are dead already
We're all coming with ya, so pass that liquor
The pictures are the only thing I get to keep

Life's like pictures
Staring out the window of the MARTA train
It's an adventure
'Til I get back home again
Like pictures
Staring out the window of the MARTA train
It's an adventure
Gonna break my heart again

I just go, I just go, I just go, I just go
Oh, until the train stops running
(Don't look back, just run)
I just go, I just go, I just go, I just go
Oh (run), until the train stops running
C'mon Writer/s: Brian Joseph Burton, Thomas Decarlo Callaway
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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