A young person can easily see the faults in the old world that is decaying and dying all around them,
and recognize the foolishness of old people who are trying to keep it alive artificially.
What they can’t see,
until they are older,
if even then,
is that their fresh new world is decaying too,
that all their bright ideas and revolutions begin rotting almost as soon as they are born,
and the glorious world unfolding in front of them
will close in behind them
in the time it takes to draw a breath.
Words & Music by Mike Power 