Going through these old scrapbooks
Its where the pasts been laid to rest
Innocence clashes with ambition puts it to the test
Now it`s over
And this is where we`ve arrived
Most others would just be
Happy that they`d survived
Coz they all want it they want it
But they just don`t get it now
Cutting through all the late night stoned up talking of being blessed
Sure life`s got complicated but someday babies must be dressed
Now we`ve been there
And this is where we`ve arrived
Most others would just be
Happy that thaey`d survived
Cos they all want it they want it
But they just don`t get it now
Get a grip on your true friends
Collect your conciousness
Then maybe