Youth

Clouded by colour, abandoned in truth
It seems that I like to fall back into you
A memory of better days, a moment in bloom
So fragile broken, magnificent youth

No I won’t back down from you
We were never meant to lose

Protective and stubborn, the warmth of a crowd
Days without you are days living in hell
I hear your voice in everything, a blanket of sound
The fire in you could burn whole cities down

I can feel you in the ground
I can see you in the clouds

Clouded by colour, abandoned in truth
It seems that I like to fall back into you