Looking for order
The good from the bad
Simplifying
Defying
And finding we were wrong
It’s because we are young
Still with eyes wide
Still with dreams real
Still to be hurt one time too many
Take God if you can
But I always wonder
Take anything that fills that hole
It is time
To put childish things to bed
To rest
it is time to except
It is time to conform
To relax until death
Compromise your soul
Now is the time –
but my watch has stopped.