| The time is now to come of age
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| Pack up your doubts don’t let them find their feet again
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| All this division isn’t helping me to mend
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| And old time religion is begging to depend
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| I rode through the summer waiting for the end
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| And i spent
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| So little time with this one
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| Before i swiftly got bored
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| So little time with this one lately
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| Maybe that’s why i needed
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| Why i wanted to be ignored
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| Maybe that’s why i feel so jaded
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| I’m otherwise open
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| Rescue rangers come again
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| Asked them to teach me and then turn them all away
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| All this confusion is tucked into the fray
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| And all these revisions had never been made
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| Bound by the news and the worry lines of age
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| And i paid
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| Paid no mind to this one
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| So i could never get bored
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| Paid no mind to this your lady
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| Maybe that’s why i needed
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| Why i wanted to be ignored
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| Maybe that’s why i feel degraded
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| I’m otherwise open
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| All this rain won’t let me in
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| Spent no time with this one
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| Before i swiftly got bored
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| Spent no time with this your lady
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| Maybe that’s why i needed
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| Why i wanted to be ignored |
| Maybe that’s why i feel so jaded
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| I’m otherwise open
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| All this rain won’t let me in |