You’re never too old for the punk in your soul
For your dream and your goal
And to take back what they stole
You’re never too old for the hope of the lost
You know what it cost
It stung like a wasp
A million times stung
And a song unsung
But it matters not
You can turn it back
Flip it on its head
Say feck you instead
Stay humble and sweet
An Angel on your feet
Generous and kind
A non judgemental mind
You’re never too old to mend the hole
You’re never too old for the punk in your soul.
(Fauxcroft inspired me to write this through his poem called ‘No More Gigs For Me‘)
Things In My Head 