Tender Tones - Youth Retirement Club (Full EP)

Days and months, talking of false glories We were to be the stars of the neighborhood Big, loud and proud fellows, all of the great ones Dust in the shelter, keeping us safe from guilty Sat on the swim ring, from above the storm We finally see his body, in the deep blue water Be yourself It's my fault, I'm speaking through the glass My words are found, he was the one