Young Minds

Sunday morning
pull it together
and open up your eyes
we are your sons and daughters
in disguise

raging nights
of tears and of laughter
and nothing in between
the things that we see
but cannot recognize
as notions to fear

failed conclusions
burning desire
mistake for love
stumbling on
but we never get enough

trembling hearts
so eager to worry
and wisdom to reject
oh how we plunge ourselves
into a state of turning away

of turning away
of turning away
of turning away

tear it up
and put it together
altered every time
a haircut, a nail
the apple of your eye

sunday evening
try to remember
what it was we said
we are the sons and daughters
of the dead
still trying to live

still trying to live
still trying to live
still trying to live

na na na na
na na na...



Credits
Writer(s): Gravlund Karl Peder, Elger Carl Johan Georg Magnus, Ebbersten Patrik
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