Requiem For Youth

Fingers in the grass try and pass

A show of them hurries on past

The clouds look like this, or that

The sun comes up after the fact

Fingers on the bounds, higher ground

A critic's critique disallowed

A silent film, poignant and sound

There aren't enough smiles or frowns

Oh, the night must refuse to grow long

You can't seem to write you own song

The strings won't release of your wrists

Oh, sweetheart, I would be remiss

There's no hills and no stars

No colors as far as my eyes can

See

Fingers in the grass try and grasp

You're not sure they'd stay if you asked

The clouds swept on under the mat

The sun aims to hurry on back

Fingers on the bounds, it confounds

A pulse on the night's ultrasound

A silent film, scathing, renowned

There aren't any lights in this town

And the night must refuse to grow long

And you can't seem to write your own song

The strings won't release of your wrists

Oh, sweetheart, I would be remiss

There's no hills and no stars

No colors as far as the eyes can

As far as the eyes can see

Tell me it's not for me

Tell me you're getting cold

Tell me I'm not too old

Tell me it's not too late

Say I've not sealed my fate

Show me I'm wasting time

Sing all my wasted lines

As far as the eyes can see

Tell me it's not for me

Tell me you're getting cold

Tell me I'm not too old

Tell me it's not too late

Say I've not sealed my fate

Show me I'm wasting time

Sing all my wasted lines

Tell me it's not for me

(Tell me it's not too late)

Tell me you're getting cold

(Tell me I've sealed my fate)

Tell me I'm not too old

(Tell me I'm wasting time)

Tell me I'm

Tell me I'm

Tell me I'm

Well, the night must refuse to grow long

And I can't fucking write my own song

The strings won't release of my wrists

Oh, sweetheart, dear, already missed

There's no hills and no stars

No colors as far as my eyes can see

A shadow of what you once were

You've changed, for certain, for sure

There's no spark and no flame, nobody to blame

But the holds on your arms

Darling, don't be alarmed

On this descent to hell

You know it all too..