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We are little kids 

Making grown-up decisions 

That will last for twice as long 

As our feeble vision 

Laughing at the undertow 

We define our youth 

and soon our dreams will change 

and become American 

Time is nothing more than a series of choices 

Our minds are mere collections of different 

Timbre voices our dreams are realized or forgotten 

We are what we become 

We are growing up, but not fast enough 

Be now while you are young 

The person in your mind is no coincidence 

Conform to the archetype that regulates the 

Mint friends are christmas cards 

Fifteen years from now