21

There's been plenty written about
Things to avoid on the way
I don't want to turn the clock back
I just want to recognize
All the outward telltale signs of age

So you think 21 is gonna be a good year?
Well whoever gave you such an idea?

Incense and pessimism can abate the temporary drought
The drink can take over the wheel
And you can drink until you rot
But you've yet to imbibe one ounce of thought

So you think 21 is all you have to live for?
Well I love those people who set thеir goals high
Looking forward looking back you see everything you're not
Looking forward to thе black

Just because it's legible doesn't mean you can read it
There is no time like the effervescent
There's a man on the bus crying 'cus he's too numb to feel
Don't take his place
For a freedom that's imagined and you thought it was real 'cause now
You've yet to come of age and your gears are starting to squeal

So you think 21 is gonna last forever?
Well all of your friends can grow old without you
Looking forward looking back you see everything you're not
Looking forward to the black
Looking forward to the black
Looking forward to the black