Beautiful Things

[Verse #1]

Typewriter tell me what year it was

Typing to the rhythm of a century on the cusp

We were out there smoking on the sidewalks

We were lovers drinking to another song on the jukebox

[Chorus]

Don't kill all the beautiful things

I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days

I was so lost, and I was so young

[Verse #2]

Cinematic, I was cynical on the city bus

Literary wrote lyrics like I thought I was

We were sleeping racing for the future

Bicycle tires spinning revolution

[Chorus]

Don't kill all the beautiful things

I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days

I was so lost, and I was so young

[Bridge]

The city was sweating in the summer heat

I wrote melodies of regret to a deaf and empty street

I was so lonely it started to rain

The lightning and thunder were singing my name

I thought those songs could save me (x2)

[Chorus]

Don't kill all the beautiful things

I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days

I was so lost, and I was so young

[Outro]

We were so lost, and we were so young

Don't kill all the beautiful things