2425 by Getaway Dogs Lyrics

Twenty four and soon twenty five
Where's this man that I should become?
Is he dead or is he alive?
Are his bones my own?

Turtle island's floating away
Down some future
Hope I remember these days
Lost in a focus
Driftwood in rain

And I'm a stone
I'm made for the skipping
And I'd skip a million times
Across oceans rivers and rapids
Great lakes and interstate lines

Twenty five and soon twenty six
Where’s this man that I should become?
Is he broken or is he fixed?
Are his bones my own?
I found a friend she told me story it made me cry
Humming birds drew the nectar straight from our eyes

My shadow one day won’t be mine anymore
And that is fine and that’s how it goes
Time is short and breaks like a nose

Don’t take much too seriously
After all it’s all in the mind
Ego rots realty’s shaky
Broken the hands of the times

There’s a garden under the waves you won’t find
And there’s a cabin up in the mountains but it ain’t mine

My shadow one day won’t be mine anymore
And that is fine and that’s how it goes
Time is short and breaks like a nose