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I remember
My tears dropping on the carpet on
the top step
giving me his best guess
Me confessing the burning question stressing concerning me and
me to
a wet mess
It's nothing
I get it, I'm
I know it's probably to be scared
But these days are past us and nobody seems to care
It's like sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
happens when we hit it?
Do we split into a bits
Or do we come back as a bullfrog and in ribbits?
is it? 
What is it? What is it?
You got the answer so it, so give it, so give it
lie, what happens when we die?
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from I've been told
thinking, "How'd I raise this emo fucking nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not it's a crapshoot
I roll a of dice
Although the of paradise is very nice
In my I know I don't believe in magic
So I'm maybe death is like eternal TV static
Or returning to the before your birth
Absorbed the earth
The fewer left the more they're worth
I admit it's difficult to think about
I think got a little 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 it's tough to take in son but so early
I can see you're in a hurry but don't worry

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

Life moves
the mistake of blinking, twenty years passed
Now I'm in my living room in Brooklyn with father
We don't doing Christmas in the Bay any longer
It's time that we've had this conversation
He says "It's tough to in
I know we're not ancient
But we've reached age where we should talk arrangements
We could take it several
We sell the house
We can't work forever, eventually money run out
That's a spot a loan would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to something for you and your brother"
Stop, can't you
Every meal you paid for me
All this to chase a dream
All privilege not to crave riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act cash means jack shit if
You never 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 never make you live where you don't aim to be
Age is just
We paint our A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
Tear up the stage and we take a
a vacancy
Famous or not, we from the plot
Every day when a new falls
I around the sun on this big blue ball
I get a bit from the kid called Paul
And I get a bit to the big brick wall
But inching up to that fence
I can run my fingers against
all the bricks and mortar and
it's not so cold and so dense
And although I'm mournful I've that I'm not immortal
I'm not banging into stone but I'm more heading this portal
We're to return to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya hotdogs on 86th St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's the same since the fifties
He didn't always love the but dammit he'll miss me
How can you something after you leave, I agree that it's sad 
but please
Don't on it Dad, because

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