When we are old and gray
When we look back on the
Wild years of youth
Will we see chaos
Will we see nights on the town
On the railroad tracks in the dark
With nothing but flashlights
And high spirits to hold us down
Will we see late nights of mocking
And jesting flirtation
In the sublime confines
Of the commons and patios
Will we see stars that stretch
Across the sky and across our eyes
As we speak our hopes and dreams
Into one another's souls
Will we see confusion
And hardship memories
As we birth into a newfound
Adulthood in this reckless world
Will we see laughter
And overwhelming joy
Mixed with overwhelming pain
In our exploding existence
Will we look back when we are old
In the stretched days of our age
To peer upon the kids we once were
With the glorious memory that
We lived.
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