Not all youth have the privilege of being young
Life has a way of making us old and high strung
We may not notice it the first few days or years
But all those times life made your eyes rain tears

It made you age a little bit faster than the norm
It created a havoc inside of you that became a storm
And they say that in order for the rainbow appear
You have to sit and wait for the rain to disappear

But the waiting is maybe the hardest thing you'll do
The constant wondering when will it all be through?

- E.A.F