Lots of them You know there's lots of them There's reasons Everyday changes my mind like the seasons I'm asking for answers I'm looking in mirrors Ripples in rivers Face just drifting away, away
Where's the reasoning? Yes and no are neither good enough Gimme some of that, gimme some of that, gimme some of that, spontaneity stuff Blink before you think too hard Saw your smile in a passing car
Borrowed your pen I wanna write like you do again and again and again and again Riots in the uniform of peace Coupla big ones up your sleeve
Ten to nine and it's shut down the factory Pull up the floorboards and build a bonfire Having a party in your head Sniff this greezer! And go to bed!
Turned off the light Stayed up all night Blown to bits! Shrivelled up opened out and exploded Where he usually sits
Go to it youth Discover the truth Don't bottle it up Cos it's 99% proof
[Youth] No no it's not how old you are Not the blushing brides and the propped up bar After the bells have rung And the next perspective has begun
Not the corner of some foreign field Not the name engraved on stainless steel Not the thank you note for inventing the wheel But an innocence dressed in knowing too much Never scared to theorise but half scared to touch But rejecting the world that made it such
Oh to be as youthful as I am Oh to be as manic as you are Oh to be as worried in our happiness But never will we be so near Yet look so far Be so near Yet look so far Yet look so far
Beyond the social attitudes That narrow the path and distort the view Complacency defies energy And the other way round
We grow as fast as time is slow We grow as fast as time is slow We grow as fast as time is slow Enough to keep our head to the ground For youthfulness is a louder sound Than age - that turning of the page - can make A forced resemblance of getting old Left the majority feeling cold Forgot that energy never gets old We grow with what we'll always know And feel the sense of experience Experience - Youth, youth Experience - Youth, youth Experience - Youth