I'm too young to change
I'm too young for that
I'm too young to change
I'm too young for that
Aren't I too young to change?
Aren't I too young for that?
Tell me I'm too young to change
Tell me I'm too young for that
I like the image of
Myself more than myself
I like the image of
Myself more than myself
If something as big as a train
Can be stopped by a dime
Stopped by a dime, baby
Stopped by a dime
If something as big as a train
Can be stopped by a dime
Why are my pockets full of
paper all the time?
I heard if you put a dime on the tracks
In front of a train
It'll be stuck there for days
Stuck there for days
I'm not where I am
I'm not at that place yet
I'm not where I am
I'm not at that place yet
In between where I was
And where I'm supposed to be
In between where I was
And where I'm supposed to be
or be going
or be going
That train's just like me
Just like me
Mirror anathema
Slowly past car windows
Slowly past car windows
Mirror anathema
Maybe I can still walk
Off into the sunset
Off into the sunset
Maybe I can still walk
Maybe I can touch the
Sky and come back down for
More I never ask the
Why to know because for
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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