I love pop punk music. That's it. Forever and always it will always make me happy and I will listen to it even when I am like 65. It's happening. I am at peace with that.
Despite what some may say, the genre never really went away. In fact those bands that we loved in the early 2000's are still making music. Remember Simple Plan? Those pop-punk kids from our friendly northern neighbor Canada.
Well like the rest of us, they have aged. And pretty damn well I must say. They released a new song with State Champs called "Where I Belong" and dammit it struck a chord with me. This song is exactly what 2003 was like for me. It perfectly summarized what meeting Joey and Matt was for me. (I love it when that happens)
In 2003 I was so lost, but at the time did not even realize how lost I was. My life was a complete mess. Nothing but broken streetlights. I was not myself and miserable. I was doing anything I could just trying to escape. Looking back now I see it real clearly. Back then I thought I was just living my life without a care in the world.
Then I met these 2 punk rock boys from a town I had never heard of 2 hours away.
Who would have ever thought that meeting these guys would be the answer. That these funny, crazy, smart, talented boys would feel like home. And the handsome one would become my reason, my obsession, my everything.
I didn't have to pretend to be someone else. I'm finally breathing. Like I never could on my own. I was me, mistakes, regrets and far from perfect. And they were them, mistakes and regrets and far from perfect. We built a family of young people in a house in the middle of a cul-de-sac. We had no idea what we were doing with our lives, but it didn't matter because we had each other.
We went through all the scary grown-up things that everyone has to do. We found careers, homes, and even had punk kids of our own. We may have figured some stuff out but deep down we are still kids faking it. And the best part is that we are still a family and still having fun.
I'm looking in the rear-view mirror
Everything looks the same
There's nothing but broken streetlights
And I'm just trying to escape
I'm waiting on a distant feeling
I'm waiting for things to change
It's getting hard to ride on empty
But maybe I'm not so far away
'Cause it feels like home
I found a reason
And suddenly I'm not so alone
I'm finally breathing
Like I never could on my own
Start the countdown, let's get it on
Scream our lungs out to our favorite song
'Cause this is where I belong
I can tell you just don't get it
And that you'll never understand
I'm sorry that I can't be perfect
But I'm not changing who I am
Maybe there's no destination
Maybe I'm gonna make mistakes
Let you in on one of my secrets
I'm still just as lost as yesterday
But it feels like home
Look past the warning signs
The same ones that told me
"Yeah, you just turn back and run
Play it safe before you come undone"
If you saw through my eyes
This view is worth it
Can't believe me when I say
There's no place in this world I'd rather be
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