In This Diary by Ataris, The

Lighting fireworks in parking lots,
The black top's singing me to sleep.
Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time.
and wreaking havoc on our world.
Breaking into hotel swimming pools,

and eventually you'll finally get it right.
is just following your heart
The only thing that matters
These are the best days of our lives.
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up:

I guess when it comes down to it...
It still brings a smile to my face.
quoting lines from all those movies that we loved.
and listening to 80's songs;
All the nights we stayed up talking
I'm knowing that right now is all that matters.
and not a spoken feeling.
There were choruses and sing-alongs,
It was the best I ever had.
I write you visions of my summer.
Here in this diary,
illuminate the blackest nights.
Cherry cokes under this moonlit summer sky.
2015 Riverside, it's time to say, "goodbye."
Get on the bus, it's time to go.

Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up:
These are the best days of our lives.
The only thing that matters
is just following your heart,
and eventually you'll finally get it right.