We were younger
full of as they say
“piss and vinegar”
there was nothing
that could stand in our way
We listened
to The Beatles sing
“when I find myself in times of
trouble”
we found ourselves self reliant
not needing Mother Mary to come to us
We were strong then
our whole life ahead of us
nothing could stop us
from forging ahead
sometimes in a rebellious manner
The songs were entertaining
the words didn't really matter
the beat made us dance though
the music made us feel good
it gave us life
Then, somewhere along the line
we forgot our youth
we traded it in for news of the world
bringing to us the troubles
that came with the times
The singing and dancing disappeared
The love of life seemed to wane
Was this our destiny, to be depressed
unto death
Was it time to look for Mother Mary to
come to us
Sing on old one
there's a life to be danced to
a song to be sung
it shall lift up your spirit
once again make you young
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