Lyrics The Pains of Being Pure At Heart

The Pains of Being Pure At Heart

Jeremy

We were young, like the future

We were young, and always wrong

We were young, like our country

Learning old ways to be young

Random driving around with you

In my dilapidated car

Like Isadora Duncan II

In impossibly long white scarves

Autumn leaves, diaries

Tennessee and Jeremy

Suddenly, willow trees

Memories of Jeremy

Like a Galapagos turtle

We grow old and stay that way

Build a nest in the sand dunes

Lay our eggs and walk away

I was writing our dreams down

Making maps of an unseen plane

And I noticed anomalies

That you'd rather not see explained

Autumn leaves, diaries

Tennessee and Jeremy

Suddenly, willow trees

Memories of Jeremy

We drove, canopy down

In the scalding rain

On the one day we we young

The house we bought was really a lake

Otters scampered down the halls

There were whirlpools in the floor

And sails

You're alone and it's over

You're alone with your gun

You're alone from now on

You're all alone and you're not young

Autumn leaves, diaries

Tennessee and Jeremy

Suddenly, willow trees

Memories of Jeremy