Blinding - Croc Shop

I feel the hate of a younger man, there is a war outside

You’ve got to make your way, true faith

So hard to find, everything pollutes your mind

Someone else’s dream in another place and time withheld

From the scheme in a different lifetime is there

Anything that seems so real to me right now

When a friend does fall behind, memory has been

Shattered, pull through time to save your mind

Everything is so dfferent now

Wealth is a state of mind, the ages are left behind

Uninspired, we retired, everything to another day given

Some time with you I should’ve what you always do

And it begins, I feel, the sin of a younger man