"elizabeth cole" lyrics
So long was our battle cry as we spilled into the streets
Fuck those people and their children, oh, our mood was once so sweet
We cold called our mothers while we waited for the train
But for Cleveland he sat silent, no cell service from the grave
Now there were fourteen stops to Prenzlau and our worries in a bag
We had books inside our pockets and the princely gift of God
There were women on verandas whom we'd never come to know
Come a dawn to the seat backs and your fears laughed at our hopes
To the right that dawns arrival to the left coat-tails ignite
We were young and brash, we didn't even speak the language
In our pasts were useless memories, good for nothing but to spite
And the ride was short and painless
And we saw the cost of living by stealing every heart
Behind your former middle school on every ides of March
And while they'll have you think the glory days are everyone's but ours
I assure you, I assure you, I implore you, that they are not
I assure you, I assure you, I implore you that they aren't
Fuck those people and their children, oh, our mood was once so sweet
We cold called our mothers while we waited for the train
But for Cleveland he sat silent, no cell service from the grave
Now there were fourteen stops to Prenzlau and our worries in a bag
We had books inside our pockets and the princely gift of God
There were women on verandas whom we'd never come to know
Come a dawn to the seat backs and your fears laughed at our hopes
To the right that dawns arrival to the left coat-tails ignite
We were young and brash, we didn't even speak the language
In our pasts were useless memories, good for nothing but to spite
And the ride was short and painless
And we saw the cost of living by stealing every heart
Behind your former middle school on every ides of March
And while they'll have you think the glory days are everyone's but ours
I assure you, I assure you, I implore you, that they are not
I assure you, I assure you, I implore you that they aren't
