Our Youth
We were toyed around and left helpless
We were downtrodden and lifeless
We were left to pick up the pieces
We were the supposed cause to the crisis
But we’re the ones who illuminate
Our souls are made of light
We broke the mysterious silence
We’re the ones who always win the fight
Our hands are windows to a new realm
We show the path to a better existence
We’re the proud ones, the brave ones, the broken ones
We’re the happy souls, the young and free, the shattered and weak
We’re the only future, the lovers, the concrete
We’re the free birds, the light, the burnt debris
We are our youth – the young, wild, and free.
