Permanent
When I was just a kid
I wished that I could be permanent
And my bones would shake
At the thought of change

Afraid to shut my eyes
Awake with the lights on
I wished everything could remain
In one place

And I'm not sure if other kids ever did the same
I would stare into the mirror at my face
And at the risk of sounding vain
I'd imagine what I'd look like with hair turned grey
With no brighter days
With wrinkled skin
Eyes sunken in

And I remember hearing fables about a fountain to make us ageless
A phony sense of security and confidence
We are not permanent
We are not permanent
And for a while I didn't give a shit
And I wasn't scared of anything
Yeah, being naive
Sure had its benefits

Realities that I couldn't deal with
I did my best to keep separate
Anything but actual acknowledgement
We are not permanent

We are not permanent
We are not permanent
We are not permanent

I remember hearing fables about a fountain to make us ageless
We are not permanent
A phony sense of security and confidence
We are not permanent
Like the false promise of God and a life that never ends
We are not permanent
Anything but accepting what we're told by common sense
We are not permanent