I’ve got young man bones
The kind you want to stay
and never go away
I’ve got young man bones
I won’t let go of them
Until we’re near the end
Rings under eyes showing me our age
I’ve been lacking sleep for the longest time
It’s hard to hide the white blooming in my hair
Heart of a punk with a So Cal sound
Sometimes I need more space
Someday when I’ll be gone I don’t think the”ll find
Someone to take my place
See the early days vanishing away
Depicting our lives in a photograph
Travelling the seas, conquering the states
Boat is going to drown in the deep end
Sailing in a whirlpool maze
Cracks will appear as we all burn slow
Temperamental shift of pace