Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 25, artist - Hellions. Album song Opera Oblivia, in the genre ХардкорDate of issue: 28.07.2016
Record label: UNFD
Song language: English
25 |
| No Bogart, no Bergman, no Brando |
| No more Hemingway, no Hesse — the art ingrained in our marrow |
| So in retrospect does it not seem, that we lament the grace of greats as we do |
| our youthful dreams? |
| But in nuance, we are capable of our own renaissance |
| A respiring anachronism to animate us And as long as we sing, we can stay young like this |
| And we can |
| Reinvent the world, like we used to, screaming |
| Years will wilt and I will mourn |
| I will decay until my body fades away |
| But my kindnesses are eternal (I am infinite, I will remain) |
| The years will wilt and I will mourn but |
| You’re as beautiful as the day you were born, and that’s true (You're still |
| here) |
| No Lennon, no Cash or Sinatra |
| No more Morrison, no Jackson — all with whom we were brought up And so it seems I’m here interminably |
| Like I’m sewing all my stitches in lieu of my seeds |
| Like I’m grasping to sand in a salubrious sea |
| Youth slip faster through fingers, the harder I squeeze |
| And then I doubt if I’ll love anything |
| The way I loved those songs when I was seventeen |
| Reinvent the world, like we used to, screaming |
| Years will wilt and I will mourn |
| I will decay until my body fades away |
| But my kindnesses are eternal (I am infinite, I will remain) |
| The years will wilt and I will mourn but |
| You’re as beautiful as the day you were born, and that’s true |
| (You're still here) |
| Friends raise you as much as family |
| (And I believe) this way, youth is sustained eternally |
| (And I believe) love is the only currency |
| And I believe, love is all that defines me I now believe that time will increase your worth |
| That you’re as beautiful, as the day you were born |
| The truth is — we’re all scared, we’re all unprepared |
| But together we stand — look to your right, to your left |
| And breathe |
| (Still here with me, still here with me, still here with me) |
| You’re still here with me So were we born and raised to be the same? |
| No, no We are not the same and there is no one way |
| We are each unique but we are equal |
| It’s your brush, your canvas and easel |
| Everyone must pave their own way |
| We have to change, we have to change |
| And if we don’t we’ll suffocate |
| Reinvent the world, like we used to, screaming |
| Years will wilt and I will mourn |
| I will decay until my body fades away |
| But my kindnesses are eternal (I am infinite, I will remain) |
| The years will wilt and I will mourn but |
| You’re as beautiful as the day you were born, and that’s true (You're still |
| here) |
| You’re as beautiful as the day you were born, you’re you |