No Trace Of Fading - Ides Of Space

You know that I want to wonder

About the stars that you collect and store

You know that I would if you just asked me

The same as I did before

And as the image makes out

It's nothing to me

But if you've got time

For spinning around, you may as well be

Leave it on the line

Don't teach me to write songs, it takes so long

And we won't talk, it's just so old

And we're so young

But it's not fun anymore

And so can I ride along to your shelf

And then ignore your goodnight

Just so the pieces of old toys can collect

Like your nothing might

The pretext that you live with is going to give you

All the ideas you need

To tie bundles of letters with your hands down

But never concede

That we could not be strong, it takes so long

And we won't talk, it's just so old

And we're so young but it's not fun anymore

That we could not be strong, it takes so long

And we won't talk, it's just so old

And we're so young but it's not fun anymore

Don't teach me to write songs it takes so long

And we won't talk, it's just so old

And we're so young but it's not fun anymore

Old and we're so young but it's not fun anymore

Old and we're so young but it's not fun anymore