Man Made Lake

Summer's pushing in

I've got a laundry list of places I wish that I'd been

But for now, I'll hang out by man-made lakes

And make out with the same crowd again

Blue nights hanging on

Tight like a child 'round an ankle of someone who's grown

I don't know if I would qualify as something that's steady to hold

These are the days, this is the life

If that's what you say, you will always be right

We're getting paid, we're getting high

What more can you ask of this Tennessee night

Years have come and gone

We're frozen in time, carved in ice while the world's moving on

I don't know what it will take to melt

Guess the world's heating up, only time will tell

It'd be silly to think

I'm exactly the same as I was, but I'm still just as green

Aging along with the willow tree

Counting our rings, oh the time, makes us weep

But these are the days, this is the life

If that's what you say, you will always be right

We're getting paid, we're getting high

What more can you ask of this Tennessee night