This ending is all but an ending He said "I don't get why, but I might when I'm older" When we get older When we get older I will get it all, every toll I paid En Route to escape Career choice and how we could create such movement How we'd move according to one another To what the other knew they yearned to say So it'd be better if we did this now Not rot away in our hometown But rather reach for some common goal like Building forts rather than sleeping in, and worse Through everything we've ever wanted Yeah, it'd be better if we did this now Cause later on when we figure out How much more we could've done And we could've, we could've We could've done more We'll try to justify our stagnancies And then be bitter and tired and lost and afraid And I'll be trying to not get so down about it On my bedroom floor Choking on my words Trying to sing yours This ending is all but and ending He said "I don't get why, but I will if you stay here with me"