The Smith Street Band
Stay Young
It meant a lot, it meant more than you'd ever know
We moved apart and in different directions we'll go
And you made choices, and I'd have never thought any less of you
But with all your education, thought you'd have figured out what I'm trying to do and...
Some things are bigger than hellfire
Some lives are smaller than most
And I can't justify an existence spent dancing with a ghost
And we're gonna get ourselves outta here
So don't make me feel small
I try as hard as anyone
And don't make me feel young
It's just semantics and a matter of months
And if everything we fought for is now a fucking joke
Well at least I'm not the punch line
So get this scribbled on your chest, "A loss that's shared is a loss felt less,"
And I know we lost something, just can't think of when or where
And if I knew, I'd meet you there
And I'd say, "I'm sorry," and that I'm wrong, but how would you understand if you don't sing along?
You've changed and outgrown, that's fine I'll stay young
Because when I die I won't be old, so let's take this one out into the cold
If we only get tonight, let's go out in style