Young Dionysians

By Mercy Union

On The Quarry

Released on October 19, 2018

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We're the kids who packed the Cadillac

Though we knew not what we done

We're the kings that left no walls intact

While hiding from the sun

Outside some Westwood paradise

I knew our aim was true

Took the faith that left me deaf and blind

I put it all to you(?)

We would run

We would run

We would run

Like lightning from a storm

Like lightning from a storm

We'll die like we were born

Like lightning from a storm

Carved our names into each other's backs

I'd carry you for years

Cut our teeth down on the railroad tracks

Kept em all as souvenirs

Now our paths don't cross much anymore

Yeah we run in parallel

If I knock, knock, knocked down your front door

You can follow me to hell

We would run

We would run

We would run

Like lightning from a storm

Like lightning from a storm

We'll die like we were born

Like lightning from a storm

And it's OK for you to walk away

You'll always know where to find me

In the back of your mind screaming "as wicked as it may seem"

And it's OK if we don't find a way

To live forever like you promised me

Just sit down, we'll disappear(?)

Like lightning from a storm

Like lightning from a storm

We'll die like we were born

Like lightning from a storm

(Hey)

Like lightning from a storm

Like lightning from a storm

We'll die like we were born

Like lightning from a storm