Putting Things In Order
The world awaits us, just beyond this door, But first, we must fritter, put things in order. We've grown together, like two hands of a clock, Marking the hours as they tick and tock. We've followed the trail of our childhood days, But now it's time to step into new ways. The animosity of youth still lingers here, Reminding us of the things we hold most dear. So let's fritter away the things that hold us down, And face the world with courage and a smile, not a frown.