a poem of lyrics

i want 'em back: the minds we had.

'cause our bodies get bigger, but our hearts get torn up.

 & the men up on the news: they try to tell us all that we will lose

and the sun will leave the room

leave you to the night

and that's alright.

you're gonna make it right.

but let's not try to figure out everything at once.

i said there's more to life than rush.

but we're never done with killing time

it drives you crazy getting old.

i'll grow

i will grow.

no time

i want 'em back: the minds we had.