Teksty: John Reuben. Focus.

It was different back then
Anything could happen
Ideas as big as your fantasies could imagine
Children practicing, that?s part of getting older
Impatiently waiting for time to move forward
Optimistic youngins running on adrenaline
At the center of the universe begging for your attention
Making a difference meant looking important
No heroes were made that day, how unfortunate
Came and went like adolescence took our wind and left us restless
Now we want the wind that kept us alive and feeling refreshed
They said it was of the essence
To us time wasn?t precious
There it goes now try and catch it
Watch it go

Focus focus
Don?t miss a thing
Wide eyed open
Don?t miss a thing
Can you afford your ambitions
When we arrive we?ll start living

Wow how awful the first time it felt impossible
And the world around me was no longer wonderful
I can?t give back your influence perspective is hard to undo
Thank you for the experience
Here?s some anxiety to keep you company as you waste your energy
Trying to build your legacy
Tell me what more can a man do then eat drink and enjoy his toil
I want to be casual but taking it easy is too stressful
Anticipation nowadays looks a lot more like anxious
Time killed away our imaginations
We used to escape into fantasies and fairytales
Now we medicate
How do you feel?

Focus focus
Don?t miss a thing
Wide eyed open
Don?t miss a thing
Can you afford your ambitions
When we arrive we?ll start living