I dream of better days when
I was a child, everything
Seemed so easy through that narrow little lens
I just want to feel that way again

Recount the hands of the clock as they came and went
We mourn the loss of the people we were back then
Through the seeds that we’ve sewn
We’re growing slowly, slowly, cynical, cynical
We’re selling days at a time like it’s time well spent
We mourn the loss of the people we were back then
Through the seeds that we’ve sewn
We’re growing slowly, slowly, cynical, cynical

Hey you better come out right swinging kid
And I don’t mind about the places you say you’ve been
Hey you better come out right swinging kid
And I don’t mind about the places you say you’ve been

Maybe when we are older and wiser
Fractured sight will start to feel comfortable again
Scratch the eyes till we are good and blind
Help us see again a second time

Recount the hands of the clock as they came and went
We mourn the loss of the people we were back then
Through the seeds that we sew
We’re growing slowly, slowly, cynical, cynical
We’re selling days at a time like it’s time well spent
We mourn the loss of the people we were back then
Through the seeds that we sew
We’re growing slowly, slowly, cynical, cynical

Hey you better come out right swinging kid
And I don’t mind about the places you say you’ve been
Hey you better come out right swinging kid
And I don’t mind about the places you say you’ve been

Take it
Your whole life’s ahead of you
Don’t let it go to your head
When you’re sleeping
Breathe in slow
Dream as high as your
Bedroom ceiling will allow you to
All of the things you’ll do
Take it
Your whole life’s ahead of you
Just don’t let it get to you

Aim your arrow high
Not only just for yourself, but also
For us and all who follow
Take your rightful time
But remember that all this time is borrowed
From someone else