Songtexte Young Skins - Dylan Owen

Old souls, young skins

Why's it so hard to go
So hard to leave
To pass on the ghost
To give up the grief
You're afraid if you do, it'll never stop haunting you
But sadness is a gift and someone out there needs it more than you
So let it go, when it dies like the autumn leaves
And the more you see the more you'll see that there's more to see
In mosquito bite summers when our dead moon flesh
Took the shape of all the states we hadn't been to yet
The tattooed trees on your arms reach for me now
You say the lowest point in life was at the peak of your house
And all the heroes that we worshipped
They took our trust
Cuz they were characters with flaws
Just like us
All we talk about now is who we wanna be later
While the sunlight sneaks out the window like a teenager
In your childhood bedroom covered in these pages
Looking for the key to lift you up like B Major
We shouldn't talk about life like it ends—it just is
I made a list of all the ways to cheat death
And the only one I came up with is: "just live."
And give it all that you've got to give
Young skins

We're just old souls in young skins
We wait our whole lives to be something
And when our time comes we won't run then
We don't need to meet our heroes we become them
And we're just old souls in young skins
We wait our whole lives to be something
And we'll remember what we once said
We don't need to meet our heroes we become them
Young skins

Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins

The best years of my life flashing by me every night like a spaceship
I should be on tour but I'm here going through stages
So they can hold me down when I'm weightless
And when my parents broke up, I learned that I could shapeshift
I would bounce and bounce from house to house and I would change skin
No wonder why me and Skinny Atlas
Still act like kids below the stairs in this basement

Cuz maybe we
Weren't meant to be
The great American novel characters that we always thought we'd be
By 22, by 23, by 24
I'm still sleeping on the same studio floor
And maybe we
Weren't meant to be
The Bob Dylans of our neighborhoods
The Jay-Zs of our subway lines
And we're just that: the same people as before
Tragedies, regular, unremarkable, flawed
Or maybe we're just

Old souls in young skins
We wait our whole lives to be something
And when our time comes we won't run then
We don't need to meet our heroes we become them
And we're just old souls in young skins
We wait our whole lives to be something
And we'll remember what we once said
We don't need to meet our heroes we become them
Young skins

Young skins

Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins
Old souls, young skins

Remember that the stars can't bring back time
They're just holes that we poked in this big black sky
So when I look up I can see
Straight into someone else's galaxy
And realize we're not that old in our young skins
Remind me that the stars can't bring back time
They're just holes that we poked in this big black sky
So when I look up I can see
Straight into someone else's galaxy
And realize we're not that old in
...Our young skins