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We were young like the future, we were young and always wrong |
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We were young like our country, learning old ways to be young |
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Random driving around with you in my dilapidated car |
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Like Isadora Duncan II in impossibly long white scarves |
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(C): Autumn leaves, diaries, Tennesse and Jeremy |
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Suddenly, willow trees, memories of Jeremy. |
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Like a Galapagos turtle we grow old and stay that way, |
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Build a nest in the sand dunes, lay our eggs and walk away |
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I was writing our dreams down, making maps of an unseen plane; |
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and I noticed anomalies that you'd rather not see explained. |
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(C)We drove, canopy down, in the scalding rain on the one day we were young |
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The house we bought was really a lake |
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Otters scampered down the halls |
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There were whirlpools in the floor and sails |
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You're alone and it's over |
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You're alone with your gun |
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You're alone |
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From now on you're all alone |
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and you're not young |