There  is a teenager in a car
He is leaning out the window frame
He doesn't have to drive far
He raises his arms without shame

Another car of teens follows
These ones scream their lungs out
Upon their faces no sign of sorrow
They wave and stick their tongues out

The cars rush through red lights
Everyone stalls to let them pass
Everyone looks, amazed at the sight
Gives a thumbs up to the last

They do as they please
Their lives are full and zealous
A wild spectacle of great deeds
Yet no one is jealous

Ten cars go by
Maybe they number fifty
They go so fast they seem to fly
Yet all anyone has for them is pity

"Youth and life," they cry
"Freedom and second chances."
They're invincible, they'll never die
Life's too short not to take chances

The last car is pure white
The windows are darkly shaded
Everyone turns from that sight
The cheers have faded

Around the bend, down the lane
It is the most beautiful of days
Dead leaves fall, it's autumn again
Death everywhere as they enter the yard of graves