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I remember
My tears dropping on the carpet on
the top step
Pops giving me his best
Me the burning question stressing 
and concerning me and
Turning me to
a wet
It's probably
I get it, I'm
I know it's probably stupid to be
But these days are flying past us and nobody seems to
It's like we're towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
What when we hit it?
Do we split into a bits
Or do we come back as a and talk in ribbits?
is it? 
What is it? What is it?
You got the so give it, so give it, so give it
Don't lie, what happens when we
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what been told
Probably thinking, "How'd I this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not it's a crapshoot
I roll a pair of
Although the thought of is very nice
In my I know I don't believe in magic
So I'm thinking death is like eternal TV static
Or to the state before your birth
Absorbed into the
The fewer left the more they're worth
I admit it's difficult to think about
I think got a little bit of doubt
You get to hide from it even if you shout
Not a soul on the gets to wiggle out
And he said that I know that's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see you're in a hurry but don't worry

That for a long, long time
isn't for a long, long time
That for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long, long, long

moves fast
Made the mistake of blinking, years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn with
We don't doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's first time that had this conversation
He says "It's to take in
I we're not quite ancient
But we've reached age where we should probably arrangements
We could take it routes
We could sell the
We work forever, eventually money will run out
That's a spot taking a would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to something for you and your brother"
Stop, you see?
Every that you paid for me
All this power to a dream
All this privilege not to crave
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like means jack shit if
You never it
And the honor I could have is to make a buck 
and pass back a
Fraction of all the you gave to me
And I will never you live where you don't aim to be
Age is just
We our story A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we out the pages
Tear up the stage and we take a
Making a
Famous or not, we from the plot
Every day a new night falls
I ride around the sun on big blue ball
I get a bit further from the kid Paul
And I get a bit closer to the big brick
But since inching up to fence
I can run my against
all the bricks and mortar and sense
That it's not so and so dense
And although I'm I've known that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're born to return to home all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the same the fifties
He didn't always love the city but dammit he'll me
How can you miss something after you leave, I agree that sad 
but please
dwell on it Dad, because

That isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, long
isn't for a long, long time
That isn't for a long, long, long, time