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Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rolling high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
"We'll meet on edges soon" said I
Proud 'neath heated brow

But I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
"Rip down all hate!" I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundation deep somehow

But I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

A self-ordained professor's tongue
Too serious to fool
Is spouting out that liberty
Is just equality in school
"Equality" I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow

But I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

In a soldier's stance I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I'd become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow

But I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
That I had something to protect
Good and bad I defined these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow

But I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now

I was so much older then
I'm younger than that now