One day, we're dancing to the cheers
And now it's just the tears
Of being on the bridge between the years
Us lot are too young to be free
But too old to accept
The sea change ensuing in our shores
We're on an island!
So, remember me when all of this has gone away
But forget my fate
Because, though I stand alone, I know for certain
This generation will be the death of me
When I'm with the fray, I know for certain
The final curtain will be the death of me
Hush, child! Our culture and our songs
Are fading, one by one
And we've been together now for years
I'm more nostalgic for the days
That aren't so far away
I've seen how a fall from grace can strike
Put the music back in the piano stool!
Through wine-tinted specs
I've seen the days of zines and vases
Oh but now, I get the feeling that everything is changing
So very, very fast
So treasure 2017
Because there will come a time when it's the dim and distant past
Though I stand alone, I know for certain
This generation will be the death of me
When I'm with the fray, I know for certain
The final curtain will be the death of me