Dinosaur Boy by The Casual Terrorist Lyrics
You wore a famous blue rain coat
I wore a smile on my face
I don't remember times or dates
I just remember that place
With the sunlight coming through my eyelids
On that bright afternoon
You said these moments they will pass you so quickly, you said
These moments, they'll be gone, they'll be gone so soon
So soon
Nineteen years old, driving in my car
The window half down, my mind half dead
My voice screaming, tears streaming
And the thought of her in my head
And three days later I collapse in dressing gown
In the arms of you, my dear mother
I say goodbye to my childhood on that dreadful day
With the fear that I would never recover
(Never recover.)
Thank you for the books of poetry by Sylvia Plath
I read them one cold morning in December while smelting in my bath
Oh, age fifteen I was a loser
Age seven a dinosaur
Age twenty-three know I just don't know, I just don't know
Anymore
Anymore
But I long for your visits of casserole dishes and rice and bread
Maybe some day soon I will sort out these things that mess around my head
And we all suffer from silly little things like sadness and loss
Just stick another record on my stereo and I will dance
In the dark with the boss
I will dance in the dark with the boss
I wore a smile on my face
I don't remember times or dates
I just remember that place
With the sunlight coming through my eyelids
On that bright afternoon
You said these moments they will pass you so quickly, you said
These moments, they'll be gone, they'll be gone so soon
So soon
Nineteen years old, driving in my car
The window half down, my mind half dead
My voice screaming, tears streaming
And the thought of her in my head
And three days later I collapse in dressing gown
In the arms of you, my dear mother
I say goodbye to my childhood on that dreadful day
With the fear that I would never recover
(Never recover.)
Thank you for the books of poetry by Sylvia Plath
I read them one cold morning in December while smelting in my bath
Oh, age fifteen I was a loser
Age seven a dinosaur
Age twenty-three know I just don't know, I just don't know
Anymore
Anymore
But I long for your visits of casserole dishes and rice and bread
Maybe some day soon I will sort out these things that mess around my head
And we all suffer from silly little things like sadness and loss
Just stick another record on my stereo and I will dance
In the dark with the boss
I will dance in the dark with the boss