Thinking back to when I was a child
The spirit was truest and the soul ran wild
Time was not of value we could do whatever
Then it all changed and it wasn’t for the better
They cried “The epoch of life is dead and it’s done”
And they jumped into their coffins at the age of 21
Spirit died. Was the whole thing untrue?
Did the bright, bubbling baby turn cold, dead and blue?
The shinning silver now corroded to rust
And a love for all things true now replaced by a lust
For power and glory and wants we will never obtain
That nag at the soul and birth suffering and pain
No joy waits for us in the path that we’ve chosen
Our light has extinguished, our spirit is now frozen.
We now wither in the shadow void of reason and of rhyme
Unknowing time was made for man, and man not made for time.
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