[Intro]
"They say that time heals all things
They say you can always forget
But the smiles and the tears across the years
They twist my heartstrings yet…"
"She's beautiful"
[Verse 1]
I hit a crossroads recently, when I had my first royalties pay
Four thousand dollars for the month of March, paid out in the month
Of May
And as I reached it, I remembered. I heard the voices of my friends, my parents, my teachers say:
"Enjoy the fun while it lasts. You'll have to get on the treadmill one day"
[Verse2]
And yes, I know. I get it. That is just the world in which we live
The amount we receive in return rarely justifies what we give
But for the first time, maybe ever, I see a path I want to walk
A path on which I can prove to myself that I'm not all talk
[Chorus]
Oranges and lemons, say the bells of St. Clement's
One day you'll start walking and you won't stop till mourning
[Verse 3]
I'll admit it, I'm fucking scared. It's a fickle game to play
The scope just keeps tightening on what I do, and what I think, and what I say
But for every fear that I have, two more dreams come to settle its score
Now all I need to do is step through that door
"They say that time heals all things
They say you can always forget
But the smiles and the tears across the years
They twist my heartstrings yet…"
"She's beautiful"
[Verse 1]
I hit a crossroads recently, when I had my first royalties pay
Four thousand dollars for the month of March, paid out in the month
Of May
And as I reached it, I remembered. I heard the voices of my friends, my parents, my teachers say:
"Enjoy the fun while it lasts. You'll have to get on the treadmill one day"
[Verse2]
And yes, I know. I get it. That is just the world in which we live
The amount we receive in return rarely justifies what we give
But for the first time, maybe ever, I see a path I want to walk
A path on which I can prove to myself that I'm not all talk
[Chorus]
Oranges and lemons, say the bells of St. Clement's
One day you'll start walking and you won't stop till mourning
[Verse 3]
I'll admit it, I'm fucking scared. It's a fickle game to play
The scope just keeps tightening on what I do, and what I think, and what I say
But for every fear that I have, two more dreams come to settle its score
Now all I need to do is step through that door
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