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Eighteen! (p. silo)

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Eighteen [18]

[Verse 1]
Mother, you gave birth to a newborn child,
watched him grow and slip away in time.
But did he become what you dreamed he’d be?
Did he turn into everything?

[Chorus]
Do you feel the pain – she smiles so false,
with red-rimmed, tear-stained eyes?
Do you feel the pain – he stands so tall,
with clenched fists, cold as ice?

[Verse 2]
A father who jokes no more,
eyes locked on the bottle’s lore.
But what can I do, what can I say,
when I’m always running away from the end,
always running from it all?

[Bridge]
For eighteen years, I have lived,
for eighteen years, I have seen,
chasing dreams that never come,
asking questions with no reply.

[Chorus]
Do you feel the pain – she smiles so false,
with red-rimmed, tear-stained eyes?
Do you feel the pain – he stands so tall,
with clenched fists, cold as ice?

[Outro]
And now it’s time to walk away,
into yet another day.
Now it’s time, now it’s time, now it’s time,
now it’s time to walk away.

Eighteen [18]

Where Do Lost Things Go

(A tribute to Lou Reed)

[Chorus]
Get real—soon you’re eighteen,
But what if eighteen never shows?
Get real—soon you're free,
But tell me—where do lost things go?

[Verse 1]
The moon is a flickering sign outside,
Dripping colors right into the tide.
I step outside, where the night collides,
Feet sinking deep in the midnight glide.
A phone that rings without a soul around,
I lift the receiver, silence is the sound.
The stars align like unpaid bills,
And the dawn breaks without giving thrills.

[Chorus]
Get real—soon you’re eighteen,
But what if eighteen never shows?
Get real—soon you're free,
But tell me—where do lost things go?

[Verse 2]
A jukebox spits another tale,
Static murmur, like the night that fails.
My last regret caught in a slot,
Spits out a message of what I sought.
A cab pulls up but it's just a dream,
Says “Buckle up, kid, this ride’s supreme.”
But the road it loops in a never game,
And I’m caught in the echoes of my name.

[Chorus]
Get real—soon you’re eighteen,
But what if eighteen never shows?
Get real—soon you're free,
But tell me—where do lost things go?

[Bridge]
Tip the ghost by the flickering lights,
She hands me dreams that fade from sights.
Streetlights flicker like memories worn,
One blink and the night is reborn.

[Chorus]
Get real—soon you’re eighteen,
But what if eighteen never shows?
Get real—soon you're free,
But tell me—where do lost things go?

Where Do Lost Things Go

Silver Lines [Instrumental]

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