Golden Child

The right way to breathe
Amongst the leaves
Always to move and lighten
The armour of youth
Youth are people too

They roar like lions
Childlike underneath
There lies the need
The right way to be

Behind the scenes
Daily to feed and water
The flower of youth
Youth are people too

You dance around it
The golden child
You try to hold it
But he slips right out of your arms

And you try to mend me
But I won't be led
And we end up making
A deal to stay awake, just awake