We were born night owls The warm air makes our eyes glow Summer makes our heads spin And the smell of hot pavement Making rain rise like spirits Holy water still freezes come winter We drink from the sprinklers The neighborhood left on And use them as metronomes For our walk home For our walk home Just do what you can to do what you love And be mindful when someone out there gives a shit I dont where Im going But its where I want to be Its where I want to be Passing by this school yard Theres a cavity you cant see Down at least two feet deep If it was our past inside of that box I wouldnt just bury it beneath Id keep it locked My Nativity scene would be the people sharing this floor Instead of a cave lets head through the downstairs door Half renovated basements make great men And theyre great men Just do what you can to do what you love And be mindful when someone out there gives a shit I dont where Im going But its where I want to be Its where I want to be This place holds my attention like a presidential speech But makes my stomach turn like the college campus The first line was written on Just do what you can to do what you love And be mindful when someone out there gives a shit I dont where Im going But its where I want to be Its where I want to be Its where I want to be
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