Dead Man's Hill (1200 curfew version)

we went down to Dead Man's Hill
smoking vines like cigerettes
looking through the trashy mags
trying to feel what's coming next

you told me of crashing cars
older brothers and late night bars
i told you what i feel most
and you kept it like a ghost, forever

don't you write it down
remember this in your head
don't take a picture
remember this in your heart
don't leave a message
talk to me face to face
talk to me face to face

lying on the bright blue jumping mats
the dinner bell is ringing
marking dogs and model planes
and the sound of passing trains
we watch the bonfires in the sky
on the beach in july
spin the bottle
steal the kiss
postcards to the one i miss forever
the one i miss forever

don't you write it down
remember this in your head
don't take a picture
remember this in your heart
don't leave a message

i remember caps on fire
gasoline a burning spiral
standing underneath the night
fighting back with all his might
empty cans and charred remains
find them in the heat of day
i'm on the top of dead man's hill
and this is what i know of shame, forever