LYRICS
Beautiful faces
Frozen in smile
In the picture I’ll think of
Too long of a while
A broken watch
Doesn’t mean moments slow
Something you learned as a kid
But tried to outgrow
I think forever comes after eighteen
Keep the house dirty, it never gets clean
The ongoing offer of cheap nicotine
Why do songwriters love the evergreen
One after the other
Until there were none
Each one follows his brother
And walks in the light of the sun
A worn-out shirt
Shows the scars underneath
From a fateful, memorable Halloween
I think forever comes after eighteen
The innocent kiss under glow of a vending machine
The rise of the rates of dreaded gasoline
Why do songwriters love
The rust and the wear of dying machines
The tart taste of orange and sweet tangerines
An easy addiction to dreams on morphine
No wonder songwriters love the ease of
The Evergreen
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