How Old Are You

How old are you when you find out everything So little memory The longest day will end All wonder I think of flying I think I'm unreserved Nobody liked us I caught you in the dirt walking home My patience for the summer air is ending And through the walls of bitter noise I hold you What makes the sum of my age grow old I own my darkness I know I learn too much It's in my body to fix what I am not It's all gathered here The face I look into is different now Sinners and theory dilute all my promise How can a simple older year change all this