I came across some casual photos

 An invitation to teenage parties

 Dress in white one said with quotations

 >From someone's wife a famous writer

 In my nineteen twenties

 When you're young you find inspiration

 >From anyone who's ever gone

 And opened up a closing door

 He said we were never being bored

 Cause we were never being boring

 We had too much time to find

 For ourselves

 We were never being boring

 We dressed and fought till thoughts made amends

 We were never holding back

 Or worried that time would come to an end

 We were always hoping that looking back

 You could always rely on a friend

 When I left I went to the station

 With a haversack and some

 Trepidation someone said if your

 Not careful you'll have nothing left

 And nothing to care for in my 

 Nineteen seventies

 But I sat back and looking forward

 My shoes were high I had spores

 I bolted through a closing door

 I would never find myself feeling bored

 Now I sit in different faces

 In rented rooms and foreign places

 All the people I was kissing

 Some are here and some are missing

 In my nineteen nineties 

 I never dreamt that I would get to be

 The creature that I always meant to be

 But I thought in spite of dreams

 You'd be sitting somewhere here with me