[00:30.24]between the stacks in the library
[00:33.36]not like anyone stopped to see
[00:36.18]we came they went, our bodies spent
[00:39.51]among the dust and the microfiche
[00:42.57]dark winters wear you down
[00:45.50]up again to see the dawn
[00:48.22]in your worn sweatshirt
[00:49.77]and your mothers old skirt
[00:51.49]its enough to turn my studies down
[00:54.32]now that you feel, you say its not real
[01:06.31]now that you feel, you say its not real
[01:23.48]i never thought i would come of age
[01:26.75]let alone on a moldy page
[01:29.42]you put your back to the spines
[01:31.18]and you said it was fine if theres nothing really left to say
[01:35.10]youre taking toffee with your vicodin
[01:38.03]something sweet to forget about him
[01:41.25]if you go your own way i will go my own way
[01:44.18]and well never speak of it again
[01:47.55]now that you feel, you say its not real
[01:58.93]now that you feel, you say its not real
[03:14.78]dont check me out