22 October 2008

When you were young

You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to save you from your old ways. You play forgiveness. Watch it now here he comes. He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman. Just like you imagined when you were young.

Can we climb this mountain? I dont know, higher now than ever before. I know we can make it if we take it slow. Lets take it easy, easy now. Watch it go. We're burning down the highway skyline on the back of a hurricane, that started turning when you were young.

Sometimes you close your eyes, and see the place where you used to lay when you were young. They say the devils water it ain't so sweet, you don't have to drink right now.

But you can dip your feet every once and a little while.

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