Adult - Ceremony

Young adults find out that they keep coming back

Back to a corner, a street, a place to be

Where buildings are nothing but holes in the ground

As we get old changing the colors of walls

Breaking from home, crossing the bridge

Living outside the gold state seems amiss

Somewhere I saw faces and hands

Fighting for space on a clock

It didn’t show time being precious as silver and gold

Proving us we’re wrong, all of us move on

We go for a ride, we slow down and die

We have to give up the things we love

We go for a ride, we slow down and die

We have to give up the things we love

We go for a ride, we slow down and die

We have to give up the things we love sometimes

That dream about tumbling down a hill in a car

Happened again last night

Some adult life

Some adult life

Some adult life, I’m bound, I’m bound, I’m bound, I’m bound