Selling Out

Younger still

I dream of swimming in the deep end

I keep elbows close and my pennies pinched

I keep my toes so tight, I fall for every inch

Thrown for thrills

I dream of spending all my weekends

With a lover in stead I'd never see again

And my mind to the line where the memories bend

And the seasons all change and so does my mind

I try to bury my heart so there's something to find

I cannot act like a man before the age of thirty

I gotta act like a man before I reach the age of thirty

Gotta fill up my book so there's something to read

You can know that I'm important when you read your magazines

I gotta cover up my tracks so I can get in the clear

Can't remember where I put my heart, it's somewhere around here

Older now

I've come to terms with all my weakness

I keep my life intact balanced on my back

I keep my lies online so I don't lose track

Wondering how

I could pick up all of the pieces

I gotta teach my soul to rest my bones

If I could reach my soul, I'd try to rest my bones

And I read all the books so I know all the answers

I don't eat or drink or smoke so I won't get cancer

Gotta get my life together, gotta figure it out

Before I reach the age of thirty, gotta figure myself out

But they never told this would never feel like home

Or that the top of the hill was at the bottom of this hole (world)

Oh I

I'm selling out this time

Cause I climbed a thousand miles over sticks and stones

Reaching up above the peak that was still unknown

To a desert full of nothing but dust and bone

I was wishing for the well that I left at home

As the days are getting longer, the light gets old

I would pay to put the time in rewind or hold

Am I waiting for the night to give in to my glow

Or the rain to wash away all the things I've grown?

I'm selling out this time

Oh I

I'm selling out this time