The Youthmaker

I'm tired of what I've become
I'm ready for the other timeline now
The youthmaker has been a fine friend thus far
But there's no obvious exit from your grip

It takes so long to find out who you are
It takes so long to find out who you are
It takes so long to find out

There were windy days in Elsinore
On the other side of the strait
Before our dimensions crossed
Riding the ferry until we couldn't stand up

It takes so long to find out who you are
It takes so long to find out who you are
It takes so long to find out



Credits
Writer(s): André Brorsson
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