It's like water under bridges That have already burned Somebody told me "Get over it" Do you remember The days we used to spend? Memories so strong It keeps me from moving on

These are the nights that never die My father told me One day my father—he told me, "When you get older Your wild life will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will

I am not afraid The outsiders are gathering, a new day is born Drawing patterns with a cork on the tablecloth Promising volcanic change of plot When you told me what you knew Lost in the moment The day that the music stopped And I do remember you Where

It's like water under bridges That have already burned Somebody told me "Get over it" Do you remember The days we used to spend? Memories so strong It keeps me from moving on

My father told me These are the nights that never die One day my father he told me "Son, don't let it slip away" "When you get older Your wild heart will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid" He said, "One day you'll leave this world

Stand your ground Don’t let the bastards grind you down Be bold, be strange Don’t let their fears make you afraid Yesterday I told my sons, "Sometimes the bad guys win" And that it made me scared about the world that we live in But I had to reassure them

I cheated myself Like I knew I would I told ya I was troubled You know that I'm no good Meet you downstairs in the bar and heard Your rolled up sleeves and your skull t-shirt You say, "Why did you do it with him today?" And sniff me out like I was

These are the nights that never die My father told me One day my father—he told me, "When you get older Your wild life will live for younger days Think of me if ever you're afraid." He said, "One day you'll leave this world behind So live a life you will

Called to be wrong for those below You told me life was long but now that it's gone You find yourself on top as the leader of a flock Helpless she lies across the stairs Haunting your days, consuming your breath There will be healing but don't force this

The handbags and the gladrags That your Granddad had to sweat so you could buy They told me you missed school today Ever seen a blind man cross the road Trying to make the other side Ever seen a young girl growing old Trying to make herself a bride So