these kids
they're beginning to exhibit a purer soul than mine
they're leaving me behind stamped on their rear view mirror
i like to say they're absconding from me
and silently i play catch up with another generation
what can i say,,it's taxing!!!
i won't read
i won't come out of my bunker
i won't greet newer personalities
i'll only interpret the older visions inside my head
so come dusk and deliver me my end
we are all young for a while
and in our youth the youth lasts forever
always wishing
always willing
....when will i inherit my time
so what we want we can never have
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