Old Too Soon Smart Too Late - Lyrics - Fell Far Behind

Our backs are melting on the blacktop Can you feel your body waist into the day As we speak of broken dreams Tell me, do you recall five young New Jersey hopefuls? Stars over our pupils Like the boy with his head in the highest cloud And his feet cemented too far under ground Take your time dear I know you will The pendulum will swing your way Or so she said Sweating bullets on the chop block We could feel the razor's edge against our side And our minds as cut and dry No one trying to change the world We were only in it to save ourselves And to feel alive Like the boy with his head in the highest cloud And his feet cemented too far under ground Take your sweet time You're so great at it You'll be ready So don't worry Or so she said. Take your precious time Your one of a kind (you know you are) What we all will become is what we already possess inside What was your age now? I beg your pardon Guess you can worry You were never ready She said "get off yourself!" Cause the grit is what you give Red stains on fingertips Cause you follow impulses Plotting the game Playing to win So she said