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Crimson flames tied through my ears
 Rolling high and mighty traps
 Pounced with fire on flaming roads
 Using ideas as my maps
 "We'll meet on edges soon," said I
 Proud 'neath heated brow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now
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 Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
 "Rip down all hate," I screamed
 Lies that life is black and white
 Spoke from my skull, I dreamed
 Romantic facts of musketeers
 Foundationed deep, somehow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now
 Girl's faces formed the forward path
 From phony jealousy
 To memorizing politics of ancient history
 Flung down by corpse evangelists
 Unthought of, though, somehow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now
 A self-ordained professor's tongue
 Too serious to fool
 Spouted out that liberty is just equality in school
 "Equality," I spoke the word
 As if a wedding vow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now
 In a soldier's stance, I aimed my hand
 At the mongrel dogs who teach
 Fearing not I'd become my enemy
 In the instant that I preach
 My existence led by confusion boats
 Mutiny from stern to bow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now
 Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
 Too noble to neglect
 Deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
 Good and bad, I define these terms
 Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
 Ah, but I was so much older then
 I'm younger than that now