17

I remember when we had a lot of things to do
Impressed by the word we read, and the heroes that we knew.

[???], a dream of our own making,
could late lose to whatever time would bring.

We were seventeen, and the [???]
[???], and a [???] to have to prove.

[???] supper time, you were going 'round in circles now,
wishing you were 17, at 21 it was a long time.

And now here you are, you're lost in your own excuse,
The circle's getting smaller every day, [???] fifty years.

So stay the way you are, and keep your head down to the same old ground,
just paint your picture until you find the circle's better than an open line.

Yes stay the way you are, I got a circle just the same as yours,
It may be bigger but I'm going to lose. Oh, it's the bloody young man we all knew.