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Hostage Calm – Jerry Rumspringer lyrics
I want to know where all the summers go
Do they pack up and move when you turn twenty-three?
Do they disconnect from the years they protected you
From youth’s reckless speed?
Around the bend, they drew an end…
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
I think I know where still the flowers grow
They're under the van we bought when I turned seventeen:
A reminder of what can wilt and take longer yet to fade away
A game hard to play
But harder yet to walk away:
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
If, to support yourself, you had to turn your back
On the only support you ever had
That's the cost of feeling safe
I don't know if I'll want to a play a show
At the close of those forty-hour weeks
And if that's the cost of feeling safe
Then let this be our leap of faith:
Every kid in Wallingford is trying to borrow
Lead shoes to make their way down to the bottom
Of the Quinnipiac to fend off
The hurtful end of adolescence
Until then, we tread
Do they pack up and move when you turn twenty-three?
Do they disconnect from the years they protected you
From youth’s reckless speed?
Around the bend, they drew an end…
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
I think I know where still the flowers grow
They're under the van we bought when I turned seventeen:
A reminder of what can wilt and take longer yet to fade away
A game hard to play
But harder yet to walk away:
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
Fending off the end (Start it all again)
If, to support yourself, you had to turn your back
On the only support you ever had
That's the cost of feeling safe
I don't know if I'll want to a play a show
At the close of those forty-hour weeks
And if that's the cost of feeling safe
Then let this be our leap of faith:
Every kid in Wallingford is trying to borrow
Lead shoes to make their way down to the bottom
Of the Quinnipiac to fend off
The hurtful end of adolescence
Until then, we tread
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