Kids 1995

I watched the movie Kids
And then had a dream about you and me
But things are different
You're holding a camera
And you're yelling cut
In that field of snow
There's no way to know

He died of old age
In the prime of his youth
Cue the lights on the stage
What the hell happened?
The credits roll
Spoiled, Sebadoh
Who takes that second?
Or a minute
To think
To just forget it

So when the time is right
You just have to take it with you
Jesus Christ, it’s like time is naked
And you feel alright
I'm not feeling too good myself
And so you stumble home
Or back in the basement
And the rocks are cold
But so is the pavement
And it’s up to you
But its also up to you

I watched the needle jump
The engine makes the evening flow
As our morals slow
Absorbed into the sea
And down on the floor
The wines of youth don’t stain no more

And even if I was solipsistic
Or, even if I am solipsistic
Would it really make any difference?
Because as much as I tell myself it's real
It's just as real
As it really isn't

So when the time is right
You just have to take it with you
Jesus Christ, it’s like time is naked
And you feel alright
I'm not feeling too good myself
And so you stumble home
Or back in the basement
And the rocks are cold
But so is the pavement
And it’s up to you
But its also up to you

Fearless youth and parents’ truth
My exhaust is my own colossus
How did we get to this place?
How many hits can you take?
And I see the beads of sweat in your hair
And I see that it’s always been a lake