The Perfect Age Lyrics

Like every garment

Tired and worn

Too old to burn out

Too young to learn

Like the light sentence

Expertly won

Well, we're still stuck inside

Too young to see the house as history

Too old to expect any less

Too old for all these new regrets

But now it's the perfect age

Because we found and rearranged

The bars of the cage

And we're breaking down

The sound of finer things

And refusing, point blank

To ever waste away

In the basement beneath the hill

Where the father's wisdom is infinitely distilled

And his high-flying ideas

That he'd dream I would

Bring to life for him

Too young for sons

Too old for riot punch and vended lunch and betting it all on what I want

Too young to be alone, hoping I haven't missed the boat

But now it's the perfect age

Because we found and rearranged

The bars of the cage

And we're breaking down

The sound of finer things

And refusing, point blank

To ever waste away

Hey

I see you, hey

Working too hard

Reaching so far

Into the dark

Gotta turn off that alarm

Gotta turn off that alarm

Hey

There's still time, yet

But it ain't slowing down for you

No, you

You gotta

Gotta do that yourself

'Cause now it's the perfect age

And we found and rearranged

The bars of the cage

And we're breaking down

The sound of finer things

And refusing, point blank

To ever waste away

We'll never waste away