Entrapment

(J. Pezzati)

You appear stage left all searching for your plan of life.
Youth of course on your side as they play the drum and fife
Try to get you marching to the worn out song they preach.
About how things you hope for are so very out of reach.
Can't they even remember when they had hopes (and dreams)
Adolescence fled the Adolescents sang while you, you had no chance
Then before you ever knew your wife she got in line to be your first romance
In the sunset of your best years you piled on the debt.
You think this really can't be be happening not here not now not yet.
You're gonna regret this it's your big fall.
Well okay life's not what it used to be.
We're trying to become something that maybe wasn't meant to be.
We're now so totally up for grabs I hope someone's left to see
Will the end justify the means? Well it beats the heck out of me.
In the next round what will we be?