Like A Kid Lyrics - In Currents - The Early November

So here's a story of a kid who had it all 

Who almost lost touch but found control 

Yeah she was talking that break it on her own 

She was just like... 

I feel like a kid again 

I feel like a kid again 

on my way back home 

Leaving a skill that stripped my soul 

We were on top of a wounded plane 

But if we jumped off you would all just fly away 

So forget our faces 

When we hit ground on a solid front 

You would drop bombs and just watch us try and run 

And get on our races. 

so now I know my way back and up again 

to find the lines to make me sound like him 

and if I break I'll glue the seat again 

and it's just like... 

I feel like a kid again 

I feel like a kid again 

on my way back home 

Teaching a skill that strips the soul 

We were on top of a wounded plane 

But if we jumped off you would all just fly away 

So forget our faces 

When we hit ground on a solid front 

You would drop bombs and just watch us try and run 

And get on our races. 

I feel like a kid again 

as a criminal 

I feel like a kid again