now the rain was laced with pity the beaches met the coastal roads the streetlights lead the blind into the city fast asleep and the wind carried the curses of collisions in the darkness and the accidental crunch of devil s purses underfoot i was thinking who out of us all i thought would grow up and just how right and wrong i d been in equal measure she is buried treasure she is war cause butterflies will die towards the end of summer years and apparently she s just ignoring them a friend he put in simply if i understood then i could understand if i understood then i could understand these blue eyes grow ageless the sky feels contagious where the stars we call spots on those teenagers faces who come down here after dark to learn how to fall apart to dance with the devil til they become free of god s will again we have surnames for the taking but the girls don t understand the men with guilt the shape of local police stations and the last train home she settled down and said goodnight never said goodnight and went out in a blaze of glory in a bar room full of history hope and pity if i understood then i could understand if i understood then i could understand these blue eyes grow ageless the sky feels contagious them the stars we call spots on those teenagers faces who come down here after dark to learn how to fall apart to dance with the devil til they become free of god s will again these blue eyes grow ageless the sky feels contagious if you were the stars that means i was the places that we went