Tell me I'm still young This city is gonna die soon We'll all move away What used to be a good horse Shoebox of get well soon cards There's no space left to stay Found myself close to your old house But you still live there It doesn't feel that way My eyes still well up bout your Sisters god how I miss them They won't remember me I feel brave when I hold her hand Fuck I'm going to shout back Won't walk the other way Light to be found in the end times Didn't think it'd be so beautiful Or we'd still have stuff to say