Youth is just an expression of time
I'll be young forever
Every time I run
Every time I cry
I have to remember
that
time moves on,
bringing light to the darkness,
and darkness the light.
While desicions are chosen, history is made.
I don't want to be forgotten,
but I must
for you to grow
while I scream
while I shout,
a quiet voice in a congregation
a small disruption in a heated argument
might be a little reckless
but let's test this.
You'll understand,
love,
please understand.
