Contra Lyrics

Desires come and go
We wash our hands clean
Imaginary roles we casted in our dreams
Afraid to get old
I get lost in that Dr. Seuss
Some days we move slow
Like the west side to Hollywood

We can run and run and run and run
Our destinations have its tolls
Still a waze away, away, away
The gravel is eating up our souls
Low light, we shake in the cold

Its Christmas time again
But it don’t feel the same
Excitement and the smells
Are buried in the change

Afraid to get old
We are living in our comic books
Some days we move slow
Like the west side to Hollywood

From far away, faded light
Gets me through the darkest nights
Chasing ghosts through past and time
They run away, our legs are tired
We can run
until our legs give out and sink
Trail away
don’t look back and never miss a thing
We can turn
And hope that time don’t catch up then
And we can stay for a while and then
It will come back to me when we’re older
And we will fade away on the shoulder