hey
who's afraid
of growing old and settled
stay
while you can
you make it all better
streets
and empty doors
broken glass and puddles
fear
is everywhere
it leaves me bare and troubled
downright free and lost
I'm down
but I'm learning not to care
love's been known
to make the best of it
but love was never here
love was never here
here's to the boys
in their summer dresses
breeze
blows 'em up
and silently caresses
downright free and lost
I'm down
but I'm learning not to care
love's been known
to make the best of it
but love was never here
love was never here
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