I don't think I can get much older
Than this
There's enough time on my shoulders
As it is
I'm not exactly sure what I'm expecting to happen
Perhaps something undeniably Sincere
You think you don't know
But it's far too soon
You think you don't know
The truth about anything
But there is a mild summer
Which right now it is not
For everything must
Come and go
Leaves so much to figure
Out on your own
I'm not exactly sure what I'm expecting to happen
Or why I'm expecting anything at all
Why on Earth did we ever start asking
What this life was really all for
You think you don't know
But it's far too soon
You think you don't know
The truth about anything
But there is a mild summer
Which right now it is not
For everything must
Come and go
Leaves so much to figure
Out on your own