Dylan Owen's video: Dylan Owen - The Glory Years Aren t Over Official Audio

Welcome home from a life you never lived. My lead single "The Glory Years Aren't Over" is out now: http://thegloryyearsarentover.com "THE GLORY YEARS AREN'T OVER" CREDITS Written and performed by Dylan Owen Co-produced by naebird, Skinny Atlas, Wes Henry String section by naebird Piano by Gabe Valle Additional electric guitar and ebow by Bronze Vases fka Animal Flag Background vocals by Vict Molina Mixed by naebird Mastered by Edsel Holden Cover art photo by Tom Flynn Cover art by Dylan Owen Recorded at the Find Yourself House & The Bird's Nest A Nowhere Kids Creation LYRICS Welcome home from a life that you’ve been missing out on Welcome home from a life you never lived Step down from the ledge you’re standing out on The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge Welcome home from a life that you’ve been missing out on Welcome home from a life you never lived Step down from the ledge you’re standing out on Don’t let your glory years end like this… And I never will Watch as I ascend whatever hill It takes to beat the Great Depression still Kids from broken homes, know there’s so much left to build That’s why I wear this heart on my sleeve… dressed to kill Two (two!) Years (years!) Sleeping at home Woke up the demons that I keep deep in the weeds of my soul I didn’t want the world to see that I was deeply alone If I was Jack Kerouac, then I would be On the Road If you don’t get lost (lost!) You don’t find yourself (self!) Alone in the woods wishing on Orion’s Belt Told myself it’d all get better Maybe only time will tell And if you’re hearing this, there’s still time You are alive and well As we get older The summer changes Someone got divorced Someone’s pregnant I’m getting rings around my eyes, my friends have rings around their fingers from engagements I’m still complaining ‘bout the same shit Curtains closing on the stage of life, where I laid still, played dead You can only climb a mountain if you take steps The price of happiness is not your pay check We used to make memories now we make rent Without the worst nights In my glory years And the lost things that I hold dear Without the wrong turns In my storyline I was always getting over my fears Without the worst nights In my glory years And the lost things that I hold dear The glory years aren’t over They’re just lost along the way But they’ll come back to us Someday And we will say Welcome home Well welcome home Welcome home Well welcome home Welcome home Welcome home from a life that you’ve been missing out on Welcome home from a life you never lived Welcome home from 28 years of trying to find yourself I never thought I’d end up like this I haven’t found my destiny, but it’s my great adventure to do it And this is where the story starts and I won’t rest till I’m through it If you’re afraid to move a mountain that your depression has ruined They say pressure makes diamonds, so I try and keep some depth in the music Every time I step in the booth with it And to my friends — I’m sorry that I lost touch I guess I had to get this reclusive To excavate my flaws and form the self respect to improve em Cuz I’m not trying to preach but I’ve been thinking Ever since I was a kid The grief that I’ve been given is a gift If I don’t try and make a difference while I’m living Then all these life lessons are useless And they mean everything to me So who would you be…? Without the worst nights In my glory years And the lost things that I hold dear Without the wrong turns In my storyline I was always getting over my fears Without the worst nights In my glory years And the lost things that I hold dear The glory years aren’t over They’re just lost along the way But they’ll come back to us Someday And we will say Well welcome home Welcome home Well welcome home Welcome home Welcome home from a life that you’ve been missing out on Welcome home from a life you never lived Step down from the ledge you’re standing out on The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge Welcome home from a life that you’ve been missing out on Welcome home from a life you never lived Step down from the ledge you’re standing out on The west side highway or the Golden Gate Bridge The glory years aren’t over.