04:05
children aren’t you growing like a dandelion
hopped up on your
red dye 40, we’re so high
maybe if I think a little longer I can
put my fingers on the moment I said goodbye
can’t you feel the earth spin round
can’t you feel me let you down
I can see the truth from here
oh I can see it but it’s not very clear
CHORUS
the storm is on my shoulders
my breath is getting colder
don’t let my body break
don’t let me get older
my mind is a pigment in the paint
my dreams are fossilized
like a portrait of a saint
and ashes like to rub into my skin
the way he likes to talk he seems to walk right in
can’t you feel the earth spin round
can’t you feel me let you down
I can see the truth from here
oh I can see it but it’s not very clear
CHORUS
the storm is on my shoulders
my breath is getting colder
don’t let my body break
don’t let me get older