Beaten and all bruised out
Clinging to the last breaths of our grief
The fogs of our cigarettes twisting between our teeth
Past lives shared within our eyes
We danced yet hoped we died
Forever living in the glory of our what if's
Bound by the  sacrifice we shared
We were sworn enemies,strangers now friends
We walked through the dregs we each paid 2 pence for
Searching through the corners of our jeans
For the years we felt complete
We sniffed at the dust of our memories
Pimples eating at our face as we dreamed of the glory of our lives
First we were 20 , 21 now 25
The years have surely gone by
But glued at the soles of our shoes
Was a promise , a lie ,a fantasy
Only we were wild enough to believe
But heavens by the times , did we choose to see
What time would do to you , to us , to me
Foolish disposables walking through the end of the world
The end of yours , of ours even mine
But as we swore at the dawn and washed away the breeze of the night
The day , the light ,the life even the time
When we had sat with our reality
Our truth
Our fault
Our nature
Heaving the sighs of Finally growing up