Help Save The Youth Of America From Exploding

Sit down,

Remind me how this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down,

Remind me how this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost



And just outside I can hear the sounds

of the early morning street becoming way too loud

and the hum of the engines in the cars on the street

yeah on the streets

And with this cigarette that I just lit

as I pass the 53rd St. Bridge

Right now the world just seems too big

the world just seems too big



Sit down, remind me how,

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.

Sit down remind me how,

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.



And just outside I can see my breath

in between the words that fog my spinning head

and I can see the sun coming up.

And it's just light enough to see



Another cigarette that I just lit

As I pass the 53rd St. bridge

Right now the world just seems to big



Sit down, remind me how,

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.

Sit down remind me how,

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.



sit downnn

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

sit downnn (remind me how)

this is the same old story fo growing up and getting lost

growing up and getting lost



And all the late night calls and all the lost hopes

and the missed connections and the lost direction.



Sit Down

remind me how

this is the same old story of growing up and getting lost.