We'll get bicycles
Ride downhills
To the river with friends
And light candles in tin cans

Go on big wheels
My stomach's in cartwheels
And do kissing on cameras
And walk till our feet hurt

Sit out
In the pouring rain
Because it's years since
We spoke or we sat down and talked out

Our past lives
Or how we would change the world

Alone
In the back seat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore, faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse I knew that it couldn't last
I never lasts

We'll get overcome
With distance
And sideways glances
In cinemas and taxis

Get stuck
With ex-lovers
In a condo in the city

And feel so tired and so proud
Of everyone we know
Where it's so cold you can't speak

Alone
In the back seat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore, faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse I knew that it couldn't last
I never lasts

We'll get bicycles
Ride downhills to the river with friends
Light candles in tin cans
With the trickling sound

I could have been in bare feet
The loneliest boy in that town (that town)

Alone
In the back seat with a satellite
And the telephone
To tell you that it wouldn't last
We caught the last train
To Bayshore, faces pressed on glass
When I awoke alone
In the empty concourse I knew that it couldn't last
I never lasts