This teen-age kid - I almost ran and  hid

When he says to me I recognize you from TV, (you're all that I don't want to be)

Be aware that I really use to care

I'm no Grocer of Despair; in fact I'm lighter than the air

And you're so young, so wrong, so so long

Epitaph: A Hostage To His Craft

His Talent Down the Drain.

Spent his whole life on the train (just to get out of the rain)

Rain came down and washed away my youth;

You thought that it would last; you thought it was the truth,

But you're so young, so wrong, so so long

I read your book and I stole your look and now it's sad how much like dad you are a star who's burning out

no doubt you burned out long ago

you know you once stole the show but

now you steal my youth just to

keep yourself alive you are me at thirty five

I thought it best not to hold him to my breast

And say, sunshine, I'm not the only one who's dying

(everything's going to be fine)

Fine, instead I let it all go to my head

I leaned across and said I too thought my sould was dead

But I was young, I was wrong, I grew up,

I wrote this song

You're so young, you're so wrong, so so long


(Thanks to Estelle for these lyrics)