These boys are torn and tired   They used to burn so bright   They staggered into love or sin one night   Turn down that light      All of their battles are happy   And all of their songs are sad      Confusion of slow novas   Burning clear and fade away   Confusion of slow novas   Drifting away drifting away      Their life is like no other   Their world is like no one   They wandered out to scream and shout and run   Forever young      Those boys are torn and tired   They used to burn so bright   They staggered into love or sin one night   Turn down that light