Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] We used to quote that racing movie Every line Every joke Every fight Now it’s playing on a dusty TV But it hits like someone else’s life Back then the grass stained all our knees We flew for hours on that old trampoline Now it creaks out in the backyard Like it’s tired of remembering [Chorus] Growing up feels like Losing all the easy fun Trampolines are lame now Cars just isn’t what it was Christmas lights still flicker But the living room is gone Everyone got older Packed their bags and moved along And it hurts to be the kid here When the world has carried on [Verse 2] You text a photo of your doorway Tiny tree on some apartment floor I hang my stocking in my hallway But the crowd doesn’t come through the door Grandma’s chair is in the corner Holding dust Not a knitted scarf We pass the phone around the table Say “I miss you” through the dark [Chorus] Growing up feels like Losing all the easy fun Trampolines are lame now Cars just isn’t what it was Christmas lights still flicker But the living room is gone Everyone got older Packed their bags and moved along And it hurts to be the kid here When the world has carried on [Bridge] But I’ll save a spot beside me On this sagging Frozen lawn For every ghost of how it was For every cousin who moved on If it’s different It can still be ours In a smaller Stranger way We can learn to love the quiet Of these grown-up holiday days [Chorus] Growing up feels like Letting go of how it was Trampolines are lame now But we still look up at the stars Christmas lights keep shining On the people who are gone And somehow that soft hurting Means the love is holding strong Yeah it hurts to be here changing But it means we’re moving on
Tags
Warm indie pop ballad with male vocals, gentle palm-muted electric guitar and soft piano, brushed drums that bloom into a driving mid-tempo groove in the chorus. Subtle bass and glockenspiel glints for bittersweet nostalgia. Choruses open with stacked harmonies and a lifted drum pattern; bridge strips to vocal and piano before a final, fuller chorus with wordless “oh”s and a ringing guitar outro., sad, uplifting
Duration
4:03
Instrumental
No
Created
2/24/2026