Seventeen well you know what I mean, don't you?
A poor excuse for a human being
A pretty face that's so out of phase with you

Just out of place in this scene

What will you find

When you know your own mind?

I wish you well, my dear

I wish you well, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're okay


Twenty one you're a
Smoking gun and you're

Pistol-whipped but you're having fun
Making noise, getting
Loud with the boys, and you

Just missed a date with your best friend Sigmond Freud

What will you find

When you know your own mind?

I wish you well, my dear

I wish you well, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're okay


Now you're 24 and you don't know what's in store you can't predict the direction your bound
You keep on wanting more but you don't know what's behind that door so

You kick it down

Kick it down, my dear

Kick it down, have no fear
Your future self is here
And you're ok


I wish you well, my dear
I wish you well, have no fear

Your future self is here
And you're okay