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  1. The Youngest Ones

From the recording Pennies in Hand

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Lyrics

We were the youngest ones out on the block. The rest were talkin’ heads, they were all knock-offs. And you would get depressed every time it rained, but when the sun came out, it was all okay. And we wrote our names again in concrete and skin, and sometimes we would sleep in. Someday, someday, someday we’ll laugh and say those were the days. We took are time and ended up late for this life, but we arrived and found it old and wise and frail even in its birth. And I found my weight in gold in a basement in Freehold at 24 years old. Someday, someday, someday we’ll laugh and say those were the days, those were the days, those were the days when you had me at that awkward laugh, you had me questioning the aftermath of our golden calf. We celebrated, celebrated our golden calf.
We celebrated, celebrated our better halves, and I thought that I could save someone. Let the water fall and heal someone, but I am not the Father, and I am not the Son, and I’m sure as hell no Holy Ghost with a gold-plated holy gun. And somehow our debate has rendered me insensate, but no, no not before I’m 28. Someday, someday, someday we’ll laugh and say those were the days.