It was different back then Anything could happen Ideas as big as your fantasies could imagine Children practicing, that’s part of getting older Impatiently waiting for time to move forward Optimistic youngins running on adrenaline At the center of the universe begging for your attention Making a difference meant looking important No heroes were made that day, how unfortunate Came and went like adolescence took our wind and left us restless Now we want the wind that kept us alive and feeling refreshed They said it was of the essence To us time wasn’t precious There it goes now try and catch it Watch it go
Focus focus Don’t miss a thing Wide eyed open Don’t miss a thing Can you afford your ambitions When we arrive we’ll start living
Wow how awful the first time it felt impossible And the world around me was no longer wonderful I can’t give back your influence perspective is hard to undo Thank you for the experience Here’s some anxiety to keep you company as you waste your energy Trying to build your legacy Tell me what more can a man do then eat drink and enjoy his toil I want to be casual but taking it easy is too stressful Anticipation nowadays looks a lot more like anxious Time killed away our imaginations We used to escape into fantasies and fairytales Now we medicate How do you feel?
Focus focus Don’t miss a thing Wide eyed open Don’t miss a thing Can you afford your ambitions When we arrive we’ll start living
Compositores: Solomon Jerome Olds, John Reuben Zappin (John Reuben) ECAD: Obra #4021846