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The Boy Who Never Aged - Instrumental

(Verse 1) I kept your ribbon in a cedar chest The one you bought me at the summer fest They told me I was fevered, or a child To say a man appeared from out the wild. With clothes too strange and words I didn't know You loved me for a month, then had to go You stepped into the shadows of the pines And left me standing at the finish line. (Chorus) Oh, I have grown brittle and I have grown wise While you kept the morning inside of your eyes I’ve lived through the winters, the wars, and the rain While you stayed a picture, untouched by the pain. I’m a garden in autumn, all withered and grey But you look exactly like you did that day The boy who never aged, finally home To find that his rose has been turned into stone. (Verse 2) I married a good man, I gave him my years But I looked for your ghost through the salt of my tears At every train station, on every street I searched for the boots that had stood at my feet. I lived a whole century, minute by slow Waiting for magic to give back what I owe And now that I’m fading, the room getting dim The door opens wide... and it’s finally him. (Bridge) Your hand is so smooth as it’s pressed to my skin Where do I end? Where do you begin? Don't cry for the wrinkles or the hair turned to white I’ve carried your heartbeat through every long night. You’re a spark from the past, I’m a flame burning low But I knew you’d come back... I just knew you would know. (Chorus) Oh, I have grown brittle and I have grown wise While you kept the morning inside of your eyes I’ve lived through the winters, the wars, and the rain While you stayed a picture, untouched by the pain. I’m a garden in autumn, all withered and grey But you look exactly like you did that day The boy who never aged, finally home To find that his rose has been turned into stone. (Outro) Lay your head down, let the modern world hum I’m tired of waiting, but I’m glad that you’ve come. You’re still twenty-five... and I’m ready to rest... With my hand in your hand... On your young, beating chest.