Decided faces and unfriendly smiles
Staring with eyes that just cannot believe
Living in squalor they hardly exist
The fruits of their efforts are swallowed with tears
The past was good the older men say
Remember the life then those were the days
Riding through fantasies with carefree grace
Living was easy no worries to face
Now i'm searching for another escape
I wanna be free just to think and to write
No obstructions or people to hate
Freedom to wander with truth in my veins
Most of the people have given up hope
They strive for something they don't understand
Contented to watch the world pass them by
Not caring or hoping for love anymore
What of the younger people today
What do they think what do they wanna say
Are they happy with things as they are
Will they do something or go much too far
Their thoughts and their words are important to them
Speaking their minds they're immediately crushed
Confused in their hearts... but love in their hearts
(doing just nothing but) thinking they must
But now there's a light it shines very dim
It needs someone to kindle the flame
Freedom will come but it's still far away
But we will have all that we hope for someday
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