How old are you when you find out everything
So little memory
The longest day will end
All wonder
I think of flying
I think I'm unreserved
Nobody liked us
I caught you in the dirt walking home
My patience for the summer air is ending
And through the walls of bitter noise I hold you
What makes the sum of my age grow old
I own my darkness
I know I learn too much
It's in my body to fix what I am not
It's all gathered here
The face I look into is different now
Sinners and theory dilute all my promise
How can a simple older year change all this