Seven Years of Holidays (For Stretch)

The Walkmen
Eugene, I�m lost
The world as we know it is round
Well, I�ve traveled so far and I�m worn
And I�ve lived in a suitcase for too long
Eugene, I�m lost
The whole world around us is too small
Seven years of holidays
Cafes, bars and sunny days
We ran around, banged our heads
Never felt no pain
I hope we�ll find our peace someday
Until then these wild nights are no fun
My old friend
My old friend
Oh, someday when this darkness fades
We�ll wed our girls and move away
We�ll buy some land and build us homes
And no more will we stray
I�ve traveled so far
I�m done
Eugene, I�m lost