Savages

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There is too much in this world we will never know
And we’re supposed to go on and listen, letting it be
But we’ll sit alone together, the men letting their facial hair grow
And the girls touching their unshaved knees
We’ll live like savages out in this wilderness
Not being able to listen to them anymore
Surviving here, with only the knowledge we already possess
Only using ourselves and one another, ready to explore





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