Drew Sycamore
1988
And so the cherry top fountain of youth slips away
In the mesh of all the things you threw away
You got your fathers eyes looking you, as he fades
And you don’t realize it until it’s too late
Too late, too late, too late
Never been on time since nineteen eighty eight

You got your money
But is it what you came for?
Congratulations
Find something new to aim for
Don’t talk about it, cus we’re already wasted
Haven't felt this great since nineteen eighty eight

But hey; the ferry docked only for you
Still you stayed
So I guess you found the beauty in decay
You got your mothers smile depending on you, at the gate
But you don’t realize it until it's too late
Too late, too late, too late
Never been on time since nineteen eighty eight

You got your money
But is it what you came for?
Congratulations
Find something new to aim for
Don't talk about it, cus we’re already wasted
Haven't felt this great since nineteen eighty eight
And so the cherry top fountain of youth slips away
In the mesh of all the things you threw away
You got your money
But is it what you came for?
Congratulations
Find something new to aim for
Don't talk about it, cus we’re already wasted
Haven't felt this great since nineteen eighty eight