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I remember
My tears on the grey carpet on
the top step
Pops giving me his best
Me confessing the burning question stressing 
and 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 seems to care
It's like we're sprinting towards a brick wall pretending isn't there
What when we hit it?
Do we split into a million
Or do we come as a bullfrog and talk in ribbits?
What is it? is it? What is it?
You got the answer so give it, so it, so give it
Don't lie, what happens when we
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from what been told
thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not religious a crapshoot
I a pair of dice
Although the of paradise is very nice
In my heart I know I don't believe in
So I'm thinking maybe death is like TV static
Or returning to the state before your
into the earth
The fewer hours left the more they're
I admit that difficult to think about
I think everybody got a bit of doubt
You don't get to hide from it 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 isn't for a long, time
That isn't for a long, time
That for a long, long time
That for a long, long, long, long time

Life moves
Made the mistake of blinking, years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn father
We don't bother Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's time that we've had this conversation
He "It's tough to take in
I know we're not ancient
But we've reached age where we probably talk arrangements
We could it several routes
We could the house
We can't work forever, eventually will run out
That's a spot a loan would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to leave something for you and brother"
Stop, can't you
Every meal that you for me
All this to chase a dream
All this privilege not to crave
But plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like cash means jack shit if
You lacked it
And the greatest honor I could have is to 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 and we take a seat
Making a
or not, we fade from the plot
Every day a new night falls
I ride around the sun on this big blue
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 fingers against
all the bricks and mortar and
That it's not so cold and so
And although I'm mournful known that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're born to to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the since the fifties
He didn't love the city but dammit he'll miss me
How can you miss something after you leave, I agree that it's sad please
dwell on it Dad, because

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