Roaring 20s

Oh-oh, we’ve done alright by this so far
So why not give this one more decade to discover just who we are
‘Cause oh-oh, lifetimes traverse at break neck speed
And you won’t get all that you desperately desire
No matter how intensely you may bleed
You know, there’s just no way to harness time
Procrastination is a cancer on the soul
A dancer without glow, a copping to a hypothetical invented crime

All in all we’ve done okay through these expended days and
Though stopping is not possible to reflect, we‘ve got to go
And seize the coming winter spell before the actors toll their bell
Ignite the deadwood, sleigh the trolls,
Obliterate the static, status quo –

Oh, we’re doing plenty fine thus far
Being most confident in knowing just exactly who we are
We see no reason nor purpose in a gaze towards the stars
Although there’s quiet thunder in the distant hills
Leaving us to wonder if someday that it may encroach upon
Our coddled comfort cottages and test those fluid anchors of our will

And all in all we’ve done okay through these sweet initial days
Passionate dramas self-composed through poetry and clever prose
And I can see the liberty in shadows just outside of me
And I can climb the muddy walls and stand above it all

And roar! There has got to be a path to soar
We’ve got to set the mind to find a way, come what may
Now-a-days there are sparse new doors, oh, oh
The lore is not reflected in reality, strongly rejecting the conformity,
The normal-ty, chaotic seas carry us to foreign shores, oh,
A brand new place to roar!