yea i'm sorry
i didn't come home last night
there's still a boy inside
and if you ask me
“son what does my daughter mean to you"
i'd say "i don't know
but i know that she holds me well
and i know the colors in her eyes
and i know when we're touching mouths
you're the last thing that's on my mind"
and i feel young like neil young
and i feel young i feel young
no i cannot
tell you how the water feels inside that pool
and i'm not curious
but i can tell you
a million little things you'll probably never know
or even care to
like they're playing pop songs at four am
at the dealership on 28th
and that spirits why i'm not in bed
why i'm kicking around my cheap dreamscape
is concrete walls dripping with runny spraypaint
and i feel young like neil young
and i feel young i feel young
and i found god just outside the sprawl
on some road you can't take to work
it was sitting 'mongst some jasmine plants
t said "i don't live in your routine"
i said "funny that's what my brother told me"