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