Help Save the Youth of America from Exploding

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

And just outside I can hear the sounds

Of the early morning street becoming way too loud

Yeah, the hum of the engines in the cars on the street

Yeah, on the streets

And with this cigarette that I just lit

As I pass the 53rd Street Bridge

Right now the world just seems too big

The world just seems too big

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

And just outside I can see my breath

In between the words that fog my spinning head

And I can see the sun coming up

And it's just light enough to see

Another cigarette that I just lit

As I pass the 53rd Street Bridge

Right now the world just seems too big

The world just seems too big

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Growing up and getting lost

And all the late night calls and all the lost hopes

And all the missed connections

(Connections)

And the lost directions

Sit down

Remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost

Sit down

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost now

Sit down, remind me how

This is the same old story of growing up and getting lost