we are young and we are strong
we can sing and we can run
we have so many different ways
to trade away these golden days

in line
in front of a PC
watching the clock
watching TV

playing pretend
hating our friends
just waiting for it all to end

and in the end what will we miss?
whose lips will we wish to have kissed?
reminisce on this listlessness
will we wish to remember this?