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All those wasted hours we used to know
Spent the summers staring out the window
The wind it takes you where it wants to go
At first they built the road then they built the town
That's why we're still driving around and around
And all we see are kids in the buses longing to be free
Wasted hours before we knew
Where to go and what to do
Wasted hours that you make new
Turn into a life that we could live
Some cities make you lose your head
In this suburb stretched out thin and dead
What was that line you said?
Wishing you were anywhere but here
You watched the life you're living disappear
and now I see, we're still kids in the buses longing to be free
Wasted hours before we new
Where to go and what to do
Wasted hours that you make new
Turn into a life that we could live
Spent the summers staring out the window
The wind it takes you where it wants to go
At first they built the road then they built the town
That's why we're still driving around and around
And all we see are kids in the buses longing to be free
Wasted hours before we knew
Where to go and what to do
Wasted hours that you make new
Turn into a life that we could live
Some cities make you lose your head
In this suburb stretched out thin and dead
What was that line you said?
Wishing you were anywhere but here
You watched the life you're living disappear
and now I see, we're still kids in the buses longing to be free
Wasted hours before we new
Where to go and what to do
Wasted hours that you make new
Turn into a life that we could live
Lyrics submitted by jazzmaster5120
Track duration: 04:28
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I agree with people saying that it's about not really living your life to an extent, but I guess I just interpreted it differently- to really live your life doesn't always mean to actually DO more, just to experience more, if you see what I mean. A kind of freedom, like the freedom to do nothing, as someone else said "if I had that time back, I'd just waste it again and again."
The kids in buses longing to be free are the ones that spend their summers staring out the window. As adults, they turn those wasted hours into life that they can live. However, the fact that they're "still kids in buses longing to be free" suggests that nothing has really changed. They long for the wasted hours staring out the window, rather than being caught in the fuss of daily life. Or at least that's one way I think you can look at it.
It's talking about his younger years as a teenager when all you did was do nothing and veg out all day. I guess if he could do it again, if we could do it again, we would just do the same thing.
In hindsight, these hours might just as well have been the best of your life, while at the same time the hours that came after childhood (working for The Man and comforming to society and all) might be the hours that are truly the "wasted" ones.
I don't think these wasted hours are necessarily a negative thing...you only have to listen to The Suburbs (continued) to see that. It's just about enjoying yourself and making the most of what you've got, living in the moment.