Be young, be careless and free on this road

All my sins are bound to me, I was told.

-

All the girls I’ve known in my life are oh so cold

All my lies to my pretty wives I already know.

Yeah, the path; I’ve chosen to be a skipping stone

But you’re asking me, defy my fame and I will idly starve

I can’t explain the hole in my heart.

- 

But I’ve made enough of my old mistakes on my own,

And I’ll make enough of my own mistakes when I’m old.

- 

Turn down the lights of heaven and see the sins that it shows

They don’t light the way for me, oh no.

And I know the path

I’ve chosen to be a skipping stone.

But your asking me to hide my shame and my shame will go

No, I can’t explain what I hardly know.

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But I’ve made enough of my old mistakes on my own,

And I’ll make enough of my own mistakes when I’m old. 

But I’ve made enough of my old mistakes on my own,

And I’ll make enough of my own mistakes when I’m old.

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Yeah, all the girls I’ve known in my life have told me the same,

My heart is gone and I’m a useless name. 

Promise me, you’ll bury me

Among the beauty by the trees

Restless green, growing free

Envy I will never see.

But how can I, scared to die

Bite my lip and bid goodbye?

The drink I had that day

It made me feel alive

It made me feel

Oh so alive!

And the bark will read my name.

Bury Me, Bury Me

Among the beauty of my trees.

Not much to me in words of wealth.

Lest the boatman tax my health.

Take the key from the shelf

Save this poor man from himself.

The joy I had alone

Climbing as a child

I had my own

Oh, among the drinks I had that day

They made me feel alive

They made me feel

Oh so alive!

At home, we dug a hole

So deep, for our lovely souls

Safe from the cold of the outside

Safe from the cold and safe to hide.

Even hope and grace will die

I’ve seen no shorter life

But light returns to haunt my place

As if sun is shining through the days.

But in the night, I can hardly sleep alone

In the night, I can hardly sleep alone

In the light, I can hardly see the home

Held so dear, I’m alone.

Oh how, can I confide

Oh you, the brighter mind

Your tongue is reckless, I can see

The sunlight shows so easily.

But in the night, I can hardly sleep alone

In the night, I can hardly sleep alone

In the light, I can hardly see the home

Held so dear, I’m alone.

You say my house burned down                                  

The wooden boards met the ground

An island called obsolete

But you can’t count on warmth for everything.

You say my love left me                                                

She found a purer breed

And gave back her wedding ring

But you can’t count on love for everything.            

But someday I’ll be the man in power        

Someday I’ll be my father’s boy     

Day to day patiently                                                 

Child and mother feed

On my old man and what he brings

But we can’t count on him for everything.   

You say my house burned down,                               

Wood and nail to the ground

But someday I’ll be the man in power   

Someday I’ll be my father’s boy

Someday I’ll be the man in power

And someday I’ll be my father’s boy.

I am called ‘enough is enough’

Either land or sea that you’re of

We’re far too young to hold our own.

To hell with the glass that aids us to read

Telling the words, Oh we long to be

Far too young to hold our own.

Don’t sigh, you’ll often mislead

We’re more than family.

But if I am so easily matched

By a worthier man

The second we get to the shore

Run as fast as you can

Would you mind if I offered my coat

As more than sympathy?

Cause I’m blinded by our faith.

But if I am so easily matched

By a worthier man

The second we hit the shore

Run as fast as you can

For I am not worth the pain

Or the trouble, no!

No I am not worth your time

Or your trouble, no!

Lost, oh we’ve lost.

The pocket-full of change

That you’ve cost!

With our love down the drain

Where do we go now?

With our wealth of petty change

Where do we go now?

Cause I thought you were the one

I thought you were the one.

So I threw it all away, I sold my son

I sold my son!

I thought you were the one

I thought you were the one.

But none of it matters now

I’ve got my gun!

I sold my son for petty change!

You say you like the way that I

Don’t really know myself.

But yet I know you more and well

Than anybody else.

Shelter has come and passed

You need a place to stay.

You’ve found you’re comfort here

And not from miles away.

Hey!

Well I’ll remember the faces I’ve lost

Until the end.

But I can play the bass with my bare hands!

Well I’ll remember the faces I’ve lost

Until the end.

But I can play the bass with my bare hands!

Well I’m simply tired of everything

I wouldn’t want to be you.

Yeah, I will expire the second I leave

But I wouldn’t want to be you.

You took down the end, “Where have all of our days gone?”

You look down the ditch and “Where have all our days gone?”

And I’m sorry I entered my feet on your floor

I didn’t mean to intrude.

Just give me the sign and I’ll walk out your door

I didn’t mean to be rude.

No!

Well I’ll remember the faces I’ve lost

Until the end.

But I can play the bass with my bare hands!

Well I’ll remember the faces I’ve lost

Until the end.

But I can play the bass with my bare hands!

If outside was colder

And I was ten years older

I might have held your hand.

If only I were

A successful business owner

I’d put a ring on you then.

And we’d live for ourselves

And for the sand

On the hills that behold us!

You’d stitch a blanket

We’d lie on down, and I’d admit

The fabric’s on a lucky thread.

I picture them now

On our children’s lives, they’ve painted

“Oh mother knows our father best.”

And we’d live for ourselves

And for the sand

On the hills that behold us!

We’d live for ourselves

And for the sand

On the hills that behold us!

Keep pulling us closer

Till we feel your breathe so shy

You fail to remind

Life of its laziness

As always, I am the horse without my legs

And the irony hurts.

Himself, old

When leaves turn

A joyful shade of grey.

We’re running away

Running away

We’ve seen his face and now we’re fucked.

We’ll say our prayers

Without a prayer

But Oh my God we’re out of luck!

See, I’m writing you sideways

Find the truth without its lies

The laughter cries out

“Oh please understand me”

You owe the tax, it owes you time

That you’ll never get back.

Mother told

When leaves soak

In vodka of every shade.

We’re running away

Running away

We’ve seen his face and now we’re fucked.

We’ll say our prayers

Without a prayer

But Oh my God we’re out of luck!

We’ll say our prayers

Without a prayer

Oh my God we’re out of luck!

Holding on

Bent to turn away

We’re holding on

Bent to turn away.

But I’ve got a life to lead

I’m through with the dark I’ve seen

With ten years in the park in my back pocket

I’ll leave.

Colour has found its way back home

It’s no use to you!

Ten years in the park is all I know

And it’s all thanks to you!

Don’t hate me

We’ve heard it all before

Desperately, we’re crawling on and on.

I try to read the words across your mouth

They speak to me in words I can’t ignore.

But now I’m sold

The woods run through my veins

No trade is fair, the purest aren’t the same.

What a life! The pets don’t judge me here

Not like them! The animals of home

What I called home.

Cause I don’t know the first thing about lies

But ignorance proves the worst disguise

When all the mud falls from my eyes.