In unremembered seasons
Our lungs have gone to black
Outside a colder window
We'll retrace all our tracks
I am not your father
But I will wear his gun
We're protected and we're fallen
And we're sinking like a stone
But I want to be pushed by a stronger arm
That holds us close and we both see
I want to be pushed by a stronger arm
And forget it's all just make believe
I want to be
The sunrises and the television sets
We smoke our last cigarettes
The windows watch us sleep all through the night
But we've errands to run and arrows to shoot
We've got decades to sleep in and flags to salute
So for now we'll find our faces drenched in morning light
But i want to be pushed by a stronger arm
Like a tire swing on an old oak tree
I want to be pushed by a stronger arm
And convinced there's still a mystery
I want to be