Underage Thinking

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Underage Thinking ©2017 Robert George BMI

Well, I useta drive up in the foothills
When I was just eighteen
Park my rusty car, look up at the stars
And I’d fill my heart with dreams

I recall how innocent I was
Ev’ry sip of life gave me a buzz

That’s underage thinking
Full of youthful ideals
It felt so truthful and real
Then somewhere along the line
We let ourselves be blinded
We stop taking a risk and shaking a fist
At corruption
And injustice
Wherever we find it
This world is a poison
we insist on drinking
all it ever does is
kill underage thinking

Sometimes I feel I’m losin’ int’rest
In the things I see and touch
Life starts lookin’ down, and the cash I count
Doesn’t count for much

Then I drive out to the hills I love
Cos my spirit needs a long night of

Underage thinking
Full of youthful ideals
It felt so truthful and real
Then somewhere along the line
We let ourselves be blinded
We stop taking a risk and shaking a fist
At corruption
And injustice
Wherever we find it
This world is a poison
That we keep on drinking
all it ever does is
kill underage thinking

Each new day will feel sublime
If I let my dreams drift back in time

To underage thinking
Full of youthful ideals
It felt so truthful and real
Then somewhere along the line
We let ourselves be blinded
We stop taking a risk and shaking a fist
At corruption
And injustice
Wherever we find it
This world is a poison
we insist on drinking
all it ever does is
kill underage thinking