There’s a boy in the mirror staring back at a man who’s determined to remain as young as his body will let him. But how long will it let him? You’ve never been able to imagine your life after the age of twenty five. A quarter of a century sounds like such a long time. You just want to stay alive. So you cut off your hair and find a new job, one that your parents won’t be ashamed of, put down that guitar - its not helping anyone. All of the people you knew have moved on while you sat in your room writing sad lonely songs. You’ve got no chance of making a difference anyway. You just want to feel alive. You’re hoping to find a book that will have the solution to questions you’ve never been able to ask, the questions that have driven you mad. But there is no such book, no movie or song that’ll fix all things you allowed to go wrong and the time you allowed to disappear behind you disappeared. You wish the city was built around you.
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