Crow Hunter - Exit Youth

Lifting limb by limb
And you would bleed for him
But he's feeling signs
The war with father time
It's all in his head
Another doubt is fed
Time to turn the page
But keep the inner rage
And you will grow to be
Among monarchy
Its just a game to play
You learn from day to day
Pushing forth a blend
Of elders pastime spent
Try to make your own
Threaded needle sews
Another shot at prime
Staring at divine
And you will grow to see
About monarchy
And you take
Rebel chance to make
Liberate the blind
Sign of the times
Inhale the southern flame
Short of fortune fame
The current eye resides
On revolutions tides
Practice games of chess
The top will take no less
Youth again will save
Courting early graves
And you will grow to be
Among monarchy

Written by:
Howard Kidd III

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