You too will out live your idealism
it is sad, it is cruel, but it’s true
and under the rubric of realism
you renounce what you once tried to do

you’ll get a job, in the evenings you’ll be tired
and you’ll often think fondly of the past
you’ll only grind yourself down if you fight it
so my advice: enjoy it now while it lasts


Says one woman: “do you remember us in high school”
says the other: “please don’t start, you’ll make me cry
we were beautiful and everybody said so
now with the mortgage and the kids I live a lie”

says the first: “but now our lives are what we make them
back then we were tossed around like dice
I no longer have to pretend that I’m happy
no longer pretend that attention will suffice


When it rains, it rains practically forever
and the sun might not come out before you die
you too will outlive your idealism
but until then keep on asking why

why get a job, in the evenings you’ll be tired
why often think fondly of what was
there’s a rhythm to this life and if you fight it
you’ll be defeated but at least you’ll have a cause