Lay Low

In a wasteland of adolescence I can feel the grievance Of a youth spent on the wrong kid Who never knew the meaning To live a life in the now, or Hold on to friends, somehow Now shivering. Now singing About the chill of youth leaving So- Lay low: when they seem cold Lay low: when you see them go Lay Low: to their fields of gold Watch your kids grow - see them leave home In a breeze without ease, feel your throat choke Watch your friends go - see your hair grow Black to grey in a day and see yourself old Its too much for me I gotta lay low