Young

Look back

To when midnights broke their sleep

Awake in our memories

Of when we would make believe

Collide

Colors of the masquerade

Watch as they fall away

Faceless under faces made

And weeks went by but felt like hours

Spring would lie in summer showers

In my hair were winter flowers

And weeks went by but felt like hours

Seasons multiplying powers

That I found in winter flowers

Turn back

I see rivers beyond the line

Ancient roads in broken design

Angels running thru our minds

Look up

Your city’s built on marble floors

Neon lights in the falling snow

Those night back in Tokyo

And we said

This has only just begun

In the end

Time forever favors the young

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