Youth, endless sea of doubt,nn Flow, you will findnn Paradox, your birth marknn The road ahead is cruel but you must never resignnnnnEverybody has a tag behind their backnnthat make them partnnof a crusade agaisnt their kind,nnA kind that's owned,nnOwned by trends, the trends of creednnThat you don't neednnIn you I see what I am notnnI cannot recognize my thoughts in my own keen.nnnnAnd I wonder,nnWill you have a glancennfrom up high?nnnnThe universe conceived in fragments,nnA view through broken glass.nnRulers in our own lost confinement,nnIt's time tonnnnSegregation fits us all,nnWe stride against the wall,nnAnd watch for flaws instead of merging with the crowd;nnThat makes us strong and fight the bondage we allow.nnnnAnd I wonder,nnWill you have a glance?nnnnThe universe conceived in fragments,nnA view through broken glass.nnRulers of our own lost confinement,nnIt's time to awakennnnto awake...nnnn Come, forget, dream on, follow the line