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Don't worry ma'am you child's going to be just fineNothing more than a bruise and a scratch - but you know that happens all the timeJust like he's got to fall to find he can - take it in his stride, he canNavigate his way through and that's little more than a chink in the armourMaybe he can be a mini-Hurricane CarterWill he withstand yet more tribulations than his own father?Nowadays hearts are rigid - a symptom of the world wearyThe more information that the eyes get to see the more they get blearyOur children will inherit all this and they'll say it's not fairWhat we gotta deal with, don't forget that it's your burden that we bearThis magnificent constant systematic disrepair (MR: this is one of my favourite lyrics ever, sorry for interrupting)Is one trait that every single generation must shareAnd the oldies can keep their fond memories of the good old daysBut, at the core of it, well - maybe nothing's changed?These times have gotten pretty dark but the sky didn't fall inAt least that where we're at now hope a little luck calls himOblivious to his resilience let alone ceiling (MR: this reminds me of Rattlesnakes by Neil Young)He knows as well as anyone he is one in 5 billionFor your offspring's health it's worth all those tearsBut I really think you can let go of that fearChorusI remember the good old days, no doubt it was a bigger placeIt's a complicated rat race, it was simpler in my dayYes burdens vary, and it's wise to be waryKeep your perspective, simple pleasures aren't for saleNow the future seems a fine thing - so bright that it is blindingSongtexteIt can seem your destiny's so tight that it is bindingBut put these new eyes in, kid, and see the world unwindingTake the time to see the sights in - yo - there's nothing to be frightened of'Cos night will follow day again - life is still the main eventExplain it - educate ya - it's mostly what you make of itYou're a first world resident - you're starting way ahead of themYou could rival Edison or invent a new medicineSome parts of the past are fashionable - irrationalWe focus on the contrast - less attention to the actualWhat is right in front of us - it's not like there's no facts at allOne thing this generation has never seen - and that's a warThey're clamping down for sure - yo - but it's still your stamping groundDon't let them say it's all be done - there's still all that's not been foundThe dance doesn't end just because they play the champion soundThere's bound to be a way to blaze a trail up in this fancy townIdeas are like hand-me-downs - and the memories get faded (MR: this is very post-modern)So watch for the nay-sayers - and the raining-on-paraders (MR: like me...)It may not be brave but it sure is new - same they gave usSo dazzle them as a way of repaying the favour Aus Songtexte Mania