When you were young
And your excitement showed
But as time goes by,
Is it outgrown?
Is that the way things go?
Forever reaching for the gold
Forever fades black
And comes up cold
Walking free.
Come with me.
Far away.
Everyday.
Walking free.
Come with me.
Far away.
Everyday.
When you were young,
You never knew which way you'd go
What it was once grace now undertows
Well everyday do what you can
And if you let them turn you 'round
Whatever goes up must come down
Walking free.
Come with me.
Far away.
Everyday.
Walking free.
Come with me.
Far away.
Everyday.
Deerhunter
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