Ageism Songtext

young I have sung / I've sung young / in glassy pools us fools formed / our figures are lingered until the rose / pink dawn hit us and we stretched and fetched our shoes / our clothes and our glow throwing flutes / at you and the others who were growling / asking beckoning soliciting / the waves and the branches held the morning then / between orange leaves and foaming breaths / now we must be silent and have our sleep / and if we must fight let us in our dreams