Tomorrow I turn 25 All my friends are getting high I'm joking that the speed of life is catching up to me With all the weaker ways we pass the time Blow our smoke and act surprised When someone sees a message in the chemicals we breathe I know I'm tired now from that alone Wearing someone's tattered clothes To sneak out of the house And walk on eggshells through the leaves So I panic like a parent would, ick my habits out for good I'll see you at the wake when our captains rest in peace And the miracles we buried beneath our living room couches Someday, they'll come back to me if I leave home without them I don't know the meaning of life, or what life means to me But until that great adventure arrives, this is how we'll always be Remember turning 17 with emptiness ahead of me Then a girl named Anne gave me a rainbow I could keep To color in my happiness in sanctuary mattress beds That weren't as black and white as all my airport poetry And every stupid song I sent to you, post office confessionals Most of the words we write are someday torn up into sheets Maybe this is goodbye for good Someday, I might write our book We'd make a great story, but that one's escaping me And I hope your new boyfriend has posture Like the Colorado mountains I hope he's tall and wise just like them 'Cause if not, how's he helping? Annie, I can draw you a sun, I can draw you a sea But until our great adventure revives This is where we'll always be I hope my grandpa made some friends Just wandering around again Telling everybody stories of his favorite teams And all the trophies they hang on the walls Of championship basketball How my momma had the strongest shot in the whole league This town will hold a mass for you And name all the streets after you And all the people that you loved will get up there to read Remember racing in your van in and out of traffic jams I can't believe I made that flight to Colorado Springs I hope that there's somewhere we can go If paradise is crowded I know you'll find your place in the sun 'Cause I see you in my shadow I don't know the meaning of death Or what death means to me But until that great adventure arrives This is who I'll always be Tomorrow, I turn 25 I don't wanna laugh or cry I'm joking that the grim reaper is catching up with me And all the parables I tell myself Like someday, this'll all unveil For now the footnotes still have bandages that wrap their feet And this hand-me-down emotion you've left out for me barely fits It's just a quarter century, kid, you can't be sick of it yet I don't know the meaning of life, or what life means to be But until that great adventure arrives Until that great adventure arrives