We'll get bicycles

Ride down hills

To the river with friends

And light candles in tin cans

Go on big wheels

My stomachs in cartwheels

And do kissing on cameras

And walk till our feet hurt

And sit out

In the pouring rain

Because it's years since

We spoke or we sat down and talked out

Our past lives

Or how we would change the world

Alone

In the backseat with a satellite

And the telephone

To tell you that it wouldn't last

We caught the last train

To Bayshore faces pressed on glass

When I awoke alone

In the empty concourse

I knew that it couldn't last

It never lasts

We'll get overcome

With distance

And sideways glances

In cinemas and taxis

Get stuck

With ex-loves

In a condo in the city

Where its so cold you can't speak

And feel so tired and so proud

Of everyone we know

Alone

In the backseat with a satellite

And the telephone

To tell you that it wouldn't last

We caught the last train

To Bayshore faces pressed on glass

When I awoke alone

In the empty concourse

I knew that it couldn't last

It never lasts

We'll get bicycles

Ride downhills

To the river with friends

Light candles in tin cans

With the trickling sound

I could have been in bare feet

The loneliest boy in that town

That town

Alone

In the backseat with a satellite

And the telephone

To tell you that it wouldn't last

We caught the last train

To Bayshore faces pressed on glass

When I awoke alone

In the empty concourse

I knew that it couldn't last

It never lasts