I was much too far out all my life
Flamboyant language and jackets to match.
My mind freed dragons when I lifted the latch,
Ignored all advice on trouble and strife.
When I was not downing I was watching
The next round of drinks rolling into sight.
Night was day at clubland and day was night.
Anyone who had a heart was something.
Feel the heat of summer’s cosmic knowledge!
Now was the speed made me reel alive
Not driving but wheeling close to the edge.
Now is the need to stay out of the cold,
Not dreaming but wanting that inner drive.
Too young to die once, now here I am, old.
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