Forever Young!
I'm still a kid, but son,
If you look to your fist even when the fighting is done.
Remember who it is in your shadow that's outcasting the sun.
Remember the scars that bleached your skin on the night's that you thought you were done.
To the broken ribs and coughed up lungs!
To the wars that were never won,
From Everson,
Down to the deserts with the Bedouin.
We survived, yeah cuz' we were the clever ones.
Though it seems the bleeding is never done.
The end so ever comes,
To the songs that were never sung.
I'm ending this speech, as a reminder to keep your soul forever young.
© rossdops
If you look to your fist even when the fighting is done.
Remember who it is in your shadow that's outcasting the sun.
Remember the scars that bleached your skin on the night's that you thought you were done.
To the broken ribs and coughed up lungs!
To the wars that were never won,
From Everson,
Down to the deserts with the Bedouin.
We survived, yeah cuz' we were the clever ones.
Though it seems the bleeding is never done.
The end so ever comes,
To the songs that were never sung.
I'm ending this speech, as a reminder to keep your soul forever young.
© rossdops