If there was ever a song that's been imprinted in my memory, it's this one. It's the song that was in my mind as I graduated from high school (22 years ago) and then from college. I'd gotten the lyrics wrong initially, creating a very different impression of the song, but the correct ones are far more apropos.
Being back in Virginia, where I grew up, has become a bit Kafkaesque.
Game Theory, "Last Day That We're Young" from Lolita Nation
Adds up a shame to leave it so unresolved
Shakes all the sheathing loose from the wire
Time's going to be a luxury now in the responsibility empire
So give me some false hope I can take seriously
Set me some road blocks I can't break through
And watch what I'll risk to get what I want
I think too much I always do
No changing your side
No thinking it's time to start things over
No favors denied
No, not on the last day that we're young
Hang up the faces, Lon Chaney, your day's gone
'Cause each one is one less chance you can win
No one can get behind what they all say
And so you lose before you begin
What was it we were always wanting?
Didn't we know we had it all?
Show me some tear-eyed beauty that disappears
Every time I might happen along
Opalesque, eye-lined, owning the day
When it comes I'll have been proven wrong
No changing your side
No thinking it's time to start things over
No favors denied
No, not on the last day that we're young
No changing your side
No thinking it's time to start things over
No favors denied
No, not on the last day that we're young
What was it we were always wanting?
Didn't we know we had it all?
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