Only Children - Jason Isbell and The 400 Unit

Walking around at night

Fighting my appetite

Every kid in cut-offs could be you

Remember when we used to meet

At the bottom of Mobile Street

Do what the broken people do

Are you still taking notes?

The Holy Ghost could get inside you

You do whatever you put your mind to

Will you read me what you wrote?

When we were locked outside the building

Over-encouraged only children

Cold coffee on the fire escape

We bet it all on a demo tape

When we still had something left to steal

Remember when we took too much

To get a little of the human touch

Hand to mouth and reel to reel

And are you still taking notes?

Hydrocodone in your backpack

Maybe these words will hold the beast back

Will you read me what you wrote?

The one I said you stole from Dylan

Over-encouraged only children

«Heaven's wasted on the dead»

That’s what your mama said

And the hearse was idling in the parking lot

She said you thought the world of me

And you were glad to see

They finally let me be an astronaut

Are you still taking notes?

Do you have anyone to talk to?

Castle walls that you can walk through?

Do the dead believe in ghosts?

Or are you lost in some old building

With over-encouraged only children?