we pick Flowers and we wait for spring
there's been talk and i’m noticing
people leave dOwn the interstate
a pair of kids, we just sit and wait

a sunny day but we're arguing
’til we're laughing about little things
walk around like you haven't heard
you sing like honey, sweet like lavendeR

today it's tuesday, tomorrow that'll Change
yeah, you'll be older but nothing stays the same
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
I know i know it's hard
you say go slOw
It falls apart

fresh leaves and a sudden change
we lose ouR footing and we lose the way
growing old verses wasting time
but we say it'll all be fine
it'll all be fine

today it's tuesday, tomorrow that'll change
Yeah, you'll be older but nothing stays the same
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
I know i know it's hard
you say go slow
It falls apart

my voice used to crack without a melody
and to put it so simply
i haven’t written a poem since i was eighteen
here it is:
i know the worst part of feeling
is shoving down the words you think you’re too young to mean
the worst part of feeling
is those rotting phrases expiring right when you want them to leave
your mouth is a trap that springs in on you
and the worst part is learning that
learning means hurting means learning means hurting
and hurting and hurting and hurting
and the worst best part is you’ll do it all over

today it's tuEsday, tomorrow that'll change
Yeah, you'll be older but nothing stays the same
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
da da da da da
I know i know it's hard
you say go slow
It falls apart