[Verse 1]
When I am twenty-two
I'll have holes in my shoes
I'll smell of apple breeze
Still climbing ancient trees

[Verse 2]
And I hope you're around
To lie with me on the sunny ground
I want to eat your elderberry sin
And trace the lines of your sacred skin

[Verse 3]
I've never been so bored
Talking about the war
Sunday's make me depressed
Won't bother getting dressed

[Verse 4]
And nowadays I don't feel alive
Everything we're doing so can try
Purple Octopus of manic brain
Swims up through my arteries and veins

[Verse 5]
Steampunk with cold milkshake
Quoting "Old Lights" from Blake
I dream in sepia
Blood of anemia
[Verse 6]
And none of us will ever be content
With our college education and our friends
Living in the bars and record stores
Sweating out empathy on Dan's floor