never ever die young. synchronized with the rising moon
even with the evening star
they were true love written in stone
they were never alone
they were never that far apart. and we who couldn't bear to believe they might make it
we got to close our eyes. cut up our losses into doable doses
ration our tears and sighs. oh
you could see them on the street on a saturday night. everyone used to run them down. they're a little too sweet
they're a little too tight
not enough tough for this town. couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole
no
it didn't seem to rattle at all. they were glued together body and soul
that much more with their backs up against the wall. oh
hold them up
hold them up
never do let them fall
prey to the dust and the rust and the ruin that names us and claims us and shames us all. i guess it had to happen someday soon- wasn't nothing to hold them down. they would rise from among us like a big balloon
take the sky
forsake the ground. oh
yes
other hearts were broken
yeah
other dreams ran dry
but our golden ones sail on
sail on to another land beneath another sky. but our golden ones sail on