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Like Air, they lived

We were still so young

Oh boy, we were young

God **** we are still young

Who has told us to sing & settle,

Drive and decide,

Come & relax,

Drink slow.

 

Oh let it hurt,

Oh god let it hurt,

Burn,

Scream even a tad

It won't make us

It won't even break us

It will just be bits and pieces

Of what we already are or will be anyhow

 

Oh so, why this haste?

Oh why the rush to accomplish

We have all heard of Nietzsche

Haven't we?

 

Oh let us waste,

Oh boy let us waste

Merry away,

Stay nonsense , inane

Live in strong, bipolar worlds

Feel,

Feel unsafe , insecure , hungry.

 

Oh, we still have time

Let us break a little now

Seek

Madness in the streets,

Magic in the dusty road less traveled

Let us search and then find

Many of what we already know

Just experience that is but knowledge now

Let us subsist on green

and all that can be stored in air filled bottles of glass.

 

For,

We are

Oh so young

We are still so young

****** hell , we are young

That one day

God will take a walk

Few steps

Downstairs.

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