Stretch Arm Strong

I guess I never thought about how I would feel when I grew up
I guess I always tried to doubt it
It never seemed to make much sense
I try not to dwell upon it, but I guess my time is spent
I try not to dwell upon it or how much it meant
Like rain that falls from the sky, time seems to flood my eyes
I'll try and grab it and wrestle it to the ground
But it's always out of reach
It's always lost and never found
I've only got one chance—Will I ever have a second chance?
There goes today, what about tomorrow?
Conformity, I'll never swallow
The world today, full of pain and sorrow
Apathy, I'll never follow
Can we return to the golden age?
To the goals we set and the promises we made
Do you recall when we were friends?
Just you and me to the very end
Can we return to the golden age?
To the goals we set and the promises made
Second chances!