So I'm Growing Old on Magic Mountain

That was the last New Year I'll ever see And I wanna stay on that magic mountain With lost souls and beautiful women I drank some of Farmer's potion And we were moving in slow motion The slower, the better The slower, the better 'Cause there's no one old on magic mountain There's no one old, old on magic mountain And that was the very last barn I'm burning So for now everyone is dancing As if it's any time but the present So for now every young thing in my path I'll hold their face so long inside my hands The longer, the better The longer, the better 'Cause there's no one old on magic mountain There's no one old, old on magic mountain The wine has all been emptied And smoke has cleared As people file back to the valley On the last night of life's party These days the years thin till I can't remember Just what it feels like to be young forever So the longer I stay here The longer there's no future So I'm growing old on magic mountain I'm growing old, old on magic mountain --- So I'm Growing Old on Magic Mountain - Father John Misty