There they are Alive, on the move, pretty young, Still unproven though they love Restless young zeroes in a haze Of reckless blind faith taking their Own sweet time to write and rhyme Their ending
Are you happy when we're down Hey I was gonna ask you that Just now and yes I am, Yes, I can dig true meaning from Your believing and feel alright
They'll drift and flow And take their chances All white humming flesh and bone In souls they don't own How can they not know it ain't Good being old with nothing Left to show But they have each other
There might be a goodbye him to her When time becomes their leveller...and it will Ecstatic young searchers who've come To love just what they are And what they may become...or whatever The magic in chaotic scenes In the sun and the music in The whine and stink, the uneven Sounds of summer Fabulous bad memories, but there's Something alright about having these together
Too young lives of sleep, Of violence and love alive In astral days soon lost In the rush If there's a better way It's alright...they're okay
They're not afraid they'll fade away Another wasted unfortunate end Another violent sky overhead Another sundown burning red And it's going down hard...like them
