mijntime

When we saw the first light
In the days when we were pure and primitive

We cried, yelled, played
And did the things we thought

But there were people, much older and wiser
Who taught us that we had to learn

They told us how to say things
How to behave and act the same

Now, years later, we live by rules
Respect the status quo

And think about things over and over again

There’s still that little voice,
Pure and primitive

That says: Fuck it all