Magic City Hippies - Prime

Now we were all
Children once in our lives
Beautiful minds

So how you gonna fill a hole
So deep in the soul of your prime
With beautiful lies

No matter how hard we try
The world is curled, and hardened, bitter dry
Honesty in cold coffee eyes
I’m something like the catcher in the rye

Now don’t we all fall
Don’t we all fall in love sometimes
I've seen beautiful brides

Oh I want to be whole
Half a man can’t stand the shadows of time
Power and Pride

No matter how hard we try
The world is curled, and hardened, bitter dry
Honesty in cold coffee eyes
I’m something like the catcher in the rye

Don’t you know
It’s a trick man
Trying to build a road
On quicksand