Night - Atta Boy

You were young and you were old

Guess that’s really what had hit me

If you’re life then don’t let go

It passes on by rather quickly

Cartoons in a moss-lined cave

That’s the poem that you read me

Doesn’t sound half bad a grave

Black and white screen vitamin D

The fire’s changing all the time

You could see a compass in the sea and in the sky

But you stayed high

And listened while the mountains and the flames began a war

The night it poured

The night it poured

You were cheap but you loved gold

The in between was just offensive

That’s the minute I was sold

I found you crashing into fences

You were young and you were old

Guess that’s really what had hit me

If you’re life then don’t let go

It passes on by rather quickly

The fire’s changing all the time

You could see a compass in the sea and in the sky

But you stayed high

And listened while the mountains and the flames began a war

The night it poured

The night it poured

The night it poured

The night it poured