Flowers Of My Youth
When I was in the flower of my youth
I was confusionally obsessed with truth
I thought that truth was something high
Concealed behind the borders of the sky

I let it out over my family
And friends and girlfriends
Then in the years that followed I came to learn
That happiness is only real when shared

People gather in groups defined, confined by similarity
We stick to those groups and fear what is different
Thinking truth is on this side
Wouldn't it be better if we understood
That all understanding is temporary and contemporary?
And that we all one day must leave our group,
Head on to the next
Some of us sooner than later

Time is a lie
I need a mutiny of the soul
I'm stuck inside
And I know, I know
I'm on death row

Life is short but long enough
To get our teeth all yellow and dirty
Youth is wasted on the young, it's said
And I'm starting to get the point
All great men have dreamed
All good things start in the heart
For better or worse I'm gonna keep on dreaming
I’m never gonna give that up

Music & lyrics: Lars Eriksson