I saw all you children dancing to the tunes,
With all your fancy clothes and spiky hair,
Sitting here in my twenty four,
Looking up as I were born in a wrong generation,
How long must you stay mixing up the medicines?
Let’s talk about the future and the land you loved,
I was homesick and all alone in a new land,
Long have I left the land I was raised,
Many things happen, yet I realise,
I have to get out and start a meaningful life,
I have left the crazy world of youngster,
Take part in a new world and getting older,
Guess I’m getting mature,
For what I see and what I hear,
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