It’s amazing how much time love saves you at first
When you rediscover your reason to work
And your aimless dreaming has found a target
And normalize and greed all function return
Came home early, quarter to two
I don’t need more wine, [bad word] for you
We carry pictures in our pretend wallet
Of ourselves and heavily edited seventies
With better handwriting and longer days at the park
And dinners with no drama the professor and Mary Anne
Came home early, a quarter to two
I don’t need more wine, [bad word] for you
When I was young, I didn’t know if I was better off asleep or up
Now I’ve grown up, I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of
When I was young, I didn’t know if I was better off asleep or up
Now I’ve grown up, I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of
What was that world I was dreaming of
What was that world I was dreaming of
Late summer return, airless apartment I lean out the window
Deals on irregular shirts, save right to light as last year, more so
When I was young, I didn’t know if I was better off asleep or up
Now I’ve grown up, I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of
What was that world I was dreaming of
What was that world I was dreaming of