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I vividly
My dropping on the grey carpet on
the top step
Pops me his best guess
Me confessing the burning question 
and concerning me and
Turning me wet mess
probably nothing
I get it, I'm
I know it's probably stupid to be
But days are flying past us and nobody seems to care
like we're sprinting towards a brick wall we're pretending isn't there
What happens we hit it?
Do we into a million bits
Or do we come back as a and talk in ribbits?
What is it? is it? What is it?
You got the answer so give it, so give it, so it
Don't lie, what happens when we
Dad says, Georgie I'm just guessing from I've been told
Probably thinking, "How'd I raise this emo nine-year old?"
Since I'm sorta really not it's a crapshoot
I a pair of dice
Although the thought of paradise is very
In my heart I I don't believe in magic
So I'm thinking maybe death is like TV static
Or returning to the before your birth
Absorbed the earth
The fewer hours the more they're worth
I admit it's difficult to think about
I everybody got a little bit of doubt
You don't get to from it even if you shout
Not a on the planet gets to wiggle out
And he said I know that's it's tough to take in son but it's so early
I can see you're in a hurry but worry cause

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

Life fast
Made the of blinking, twenty years passed
Now I'm sitting in my living room in Brooklyn with
We don't bother doing Christmas in the Bay any
first time that we've had this conversation
He "It's tough to take in
I know we're not quite
But we've reached age where we should probably talk
We take it several routes
We sell the house
We work forever, eventually money will run out
That's a taking a loan would help
 us cover
Which would make it tougher to leave something for you and brother"
Stop, you see?
Every meal you paid for me
All this power to chase a
All this privilege not to riches
But it's plain to me the key
fact is it's easy to act like cash jack shit if
You lacked it
And the greatest I could have is to make a buck 
and pass back a
of all the happiness you gave to me
And I will never make you live where you aim to be
Age is data
We our story A to Z then dip out
R.I.P. rip out, we tear out the
Tear up the stage and we a seat
Making a
or not, we fade from the plot
Every day a new night falls
I ride around the sun on big blue ball
I get a bit further from the kid called
And I get a bit closer to the big wall
But inching up to that fence
I can run my fingers against
all the and mortar and sense
it's not so cold and so dense
And although I'm mournful I've known I'm not immortal
I'm not banging stone but I'm more heading through this portal
We're born to to home we're all born to be mincemeat
Everything dies except for Papaya King hotdogs on St
Dad hands me a napkin tells me it's been the since the fifties
He always love the city but dammit he'll miss me
How can you miss something after you leave, I that it's sad 
but please
Don't dwell on it Dad,

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