Bebo

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	Newborn Generation
	The city moves from day to night so fast We were kids in the past – this wouldn’t last It’s now that I say goodbye to a childish plight I’ll go out tonight toys and games forgotten and see only neon light From the days of playing shop, we had trading cards and played Rounders non-stop Now we drive cars, rattle keys way past midnight and drink till we drop It all went so fast, flashed furiously through our fingers Our wardrobes still clustered with memories that linger These are the best moments of our lives tomorrow, today and tonight But what came before was glorious; childish play and innocent delight Does it not hurt to think of old friends from years of being young? Instead of the brief hello they get as the Nitelink races the sun Dancing blurrily and dreaming dizzy yet victorious We didn’t need ethanol or the help of Morpheus Did we not sauté green monsters or powerful sorcerers with ease? So why are you a loser if you still carry this infectious disease? I cherish the days of no deadlines, pay checks or loose necks When the weekend was the weekend not just a workers digest Forts we made back in the day, they used to make our parents shudder with dismay Instead we hide in the corners of pubs and drink till the day just slips away I know I can’t go back now or recount my footsteps or figure out how, Did all those grazes, falls, stumbles and crawls lead me here to take this bow? Or did it all mean nothing; those days we fought on was it in or was it out? When we didn’t drink our spirits but let them scream and shout So do I call to be redone young? No I call on you to let it be done These days are gone, childish ways – walk on Because these children become parents and leave us forever young
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