Kids

Kids...I hope in 20 years I can sing this song.
I feel my mind is going for a long time now.
I have gone from place to place,
weeks or only steps ahead, only,
of something following.

Now I am becoming afraid to move.
When I am still,
they will recognize and terrorize one of their own.

Kids
I hope in years to come
I will be strapped to the movement of time
in such a way that this still makes sense.