Songs I Write | II

There, Fourteen

Once upon a scene
We were on a trampoline
We were dreamin' bout a leave
But we got wet
Drenched from the rain
I was thinking 'bout the terrain
Upon the north side, hills and lights
Streets lit by stars at night, yeah

We were sat there, fourteen
We were just young, dumb, and so caught up in a dream
We were dressed in cliché, hand-made messes from our own mother's genes
We were sat there, fourteen
Fourteen

Once upon a midnight call
I was pale and you went cold
I tried not to think about it all
I did, I did
'Cause ever since you left the scene
Me and my pride just sit and scream
I hoped to be more than I seemed
But I don't think I made it

We were sat there, fourteen
We were just young, dumb, and so caught up in a dream
We were dressed in cliché, hand-made messes from our own mother's genes
We were sat there, fourteen
Fourteen

Once upon a folktale
Lovers cross and they feel old craves
Suddenly, everything's okay
That's not how it goes
'Cause once upon a spring day
I hoped but heartbreak proved to prevail
And I shouldn't go into detail
So, anyway
Anyway

I've been sitting here for years
I got super lost, dumb, and so caught up in a childish scheme
We were dressed in cliché, hand-made messes from our own mothers, I wore my famous blue jeans
We were sat there, once fourteen
Fourteen

Once upon a scene
You were on your way to leave
Was gonna ask you think of me
But we got wet
Once a time, well
I'll figure how life really is
I'll be double digits, 1, 5
You'll be there, fourteen still