Beautiful Things

[Verse #1]
Typewriter tell me what year it was
Typing to the rhythm of a century on the cusp
We were out there smoking on the sidewalks
We were lovers drinking to another song on the jukebox

[Chorus]
Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young

[Verse #2]
Cinematic, I was cynical on the city bus
Literary wrote lyrics like I thought I was
We were sleeping racing for the future
Bicycle tires spinning revolution

[Chorus]
Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young

[Bridge]
The city was sweating in the summer heat
I wrote melodies of regret to a deaf and empty street
I was so lonely it started to rain
The lightning and thunder were singing my name
I thought those songs could save me (x2)

[Chorus]
Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young

[Outro]
We were so lost, and we were so young
Don't kill all the beautiful things