Age of Immature Mistakes - Jars of Clay

Dark thoughts are tangled, I'm spinning into goal
Sew me a sweater, you can wear when it gets colder
I wrote a letter on the pages of your mind
With a sentimental rhyme

Made you a ringtone with a voice that sounds like mine
Say to you "the boy of your dreams is calling", when I'm calling
I spent my money on the things that you can break
Love in the age of immature mistakes

Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Like hearts in the hands of a child 'till they break them up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up

Heartbreak is a killer on the lose its after me
Using words like oceans, crashing waves, and stormy seas
I have my umbrella as a means to protect me
From love in the age of immature mistakes

Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Like hearts in the hands of a child 'till they break them up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up

It up, it up, it up, it up

Lover I'll treat you like water from a cloud
I'll turn you to wine and drink you down

Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Like hearts in the hand of a child 'till they break them up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up
Don't know enough about love so we make it up

King and Lionheart

                                                               "King And Lionheart"

Taking over this town they should worry,
But these problems aside I think I taught you well.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.
That we won't run, and we won't run, and we won't run.

And in the winter night sky ships are sailing,
Looking down on these bright blue city lights.
And they won't wait, and they won't wait, and they won't wait.
We're here to stay, we're here to stay, we're here to stay.

Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
A lionheart.

His crown lit up the way as we moved slowly
Past the wondering eyes of the ones that were left behind.
Though far away, though far away, though far away
We're still the same, we're still the same, we're still the same.

Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.

And as the world comes to an end
I'll be here to hold your hand
'Cause you're my king and I'm your lionheart.
A lionheart. [8x]

Howling ghosts – they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
A lionheart. [8x]

                                                        - Of Monsters and Men

As I Walked Out One Evening...By W.H. Auden

As I Walked Out One Evening

  by W. H. Auden

As I walked out one evening,
   Walking down Bristol Street,
The crowds upon the pavement
   Were fields of harvest wheat.

And down by the brimming river
   I heard a lover sing
Under an arch of the railway:
   'Love has no ending.

'I'll love you, dear, I'll love you
   Till China and Africa meet,
And the river jumps over the mountain
   And the salmon sing in the street,

'I'll love you till the ocean
   Is folded and hung up to dry
And the seven stars go squawking
   Like geese about the sky.

'The years shall run like rabbits,
   For in my arms I hold
The Flower of the Ages,
   And the first love of the world.'

But all the clocks in the city
   Began to whirr and chime:
'O let not Time deceive you,
   You cannot conquer Time.

'In the burrows of the Nightmare
   Where Justice naked is,
Time watches from the shadow
   And coughs when you would kiss.

'In headaches and in worry
   Vaguely life leaks away,
And Time will have his fancy
   To-morrow or to-day.

'Into many a green valley
   Drifts the appalling snow;
Time breaks the threaded dances
   And the diver's brilliant bow.

'O plunge your hands in water,
   Plunge them in up to the wrist;
Stare, stare in the basin
   And wonder what you've missed.

'The glacier knocks in the cupboard,
   The desert sighs in the bed,
And the crack in the tea-cup opens
   A lane to the land of the dead.

'Where the beggars raffle the banknotes
   And the Giant is enchanting to Jack,
And the Lily-white Boy is a Roarer,
   And Jill goes down on her back.

'O look, look in the mirror,
   O look in your distress:
Life remains a blessing
   Although you cannot bless.

'O stand, stand at the window
   As the tears scald and start;
You shall love your crooked neighbour
   With your crooked heart.'

It was late, late in the evening,
   The lovers they were gone;
The clocks had ceased their chiming,
   And the deep river ran on.