Folkin' Around
Panic At The Disco - 《Pretty Odd》
Allow me to exaggerate a memory or two
Where summer's lasted longer than
Where nothing really mattered
except for me to be with you
But in time we all forgot and we all grew
Your melody sounds as sweet
as the first time it was sung
With a little bit more character for show
And by the time your father's heard of
all the wrong you've done
Then I'm putting out the lantern
Find your own way back home
If I've forgotten how to sing
before I've sung this song
I'll write it all across the wall
And I'll even have the courtesy
As the final words before I'm dead and gone
You've never been so divine
And I've never been more scared to be alone
to put my enemies to sleep
Then I'm putting out the lantern
Find your own way back home