Age of Innocence

We dismiss the back roads

To ride these streets unafraid

Resigned to scraping paint

From our bones unashamed



No more the eye upon you

No more the simple man

Desolation yes, hesitation no

Desolation yes, hesitation no



As you might have guessed

All is never shown

Desolation yes, hesitation no



And in my prayers I dream alone

A silent speech to deaf ear

If you want love you must be love

But if you bleed love you will die loved



No more the lie upon you

Cast into stone and autumn shade

Desolation yes, hesitation no

Desolation yes, hesitation no



As you might have sensed

We won't make it home

Desolation yes, hesitation no



Before the rites of spring

Come to mean all things

A little taste of what may come

A mere glimpse of what has gone



'Cause for the moment we are free

We seek to bind our release

Too young to die, too rich to care

Too fucked to swear that I was there



Desolation yes, hesitation no

Desolation yes, hesitation no

As you might have guessed

We won't make it home

Desolation yes, hesitation no