I watched the movie Kids

And then had a dream about you and me

Where things are different.

You're holding a camera

And yelling "cut".

In that field of snow,

There's no way to know.

He died of old age,

In the prime of his youth

Cue the lights on the stage

“What the hell happened?”

The credits role,

Spoiled, Sebadoh.

Who takes that second?

Or a minute?

To think, or just forget it.

So when the time is right,

You just have to take it with you.

Jesus christ, it’s like time is naked.

And you feel alright,

I’m not feeling too good myself.

And so you stumble home

Or back in the basement

And the rocks are cold

But so is the pavement.

And it’s up to you

But it's also up to you.

I watch the needle jump

The engine makes the evening flow

As our morals slow.

Absorbed into the sea

And down on the floor

The wines of youth don’t stain no more.

And even if I was solipsistic,

Or even if I am solipsistic,

Would it really make any difference?

Because as much as I tell myself it’s all real,

It’s just as real as it really isn’t.

So when the time is right,

You just have to take it with you.

Jesus christ, it’s like time is naked.

And you feel alright,

I’m not feeling too good myself.

And so you stumble home

Or back in the basement

And the rocks are cold

But so is the pavement.

And it’s up to you

But it's also up to you.

Fearless youth and parents’ truth

My exhaust is my own colossus.

How did you get to this place?

How many hits can you take?

And I see the beads of sweat in your hair,

And I see that it’s always been a lake.

So when the time is right,

You just have to take it with you.

Jesus christ, it’s like time is naked.

And you feel alright,

I’m not feeling too good myself.

And so you stumble home

Or back in the basement

And the rocks are cold

But so is the pavement.

And it’s up to you

But it's also up to you.