Salad Days

Yesterday when my world was young and days were wasted seeking fun Smiles were cheap and our bikes our wheels gorging candy and skipping meals Time was solid as we chipped it away innocence challenged as we leaped into the fray Too young to be afraid, too dumb to care do anything on a whim with just a dare Youth was never wasted on the young Youth was needed so we may become The wishers wish, the dreamer's dream to forever cling to our desires and schemes Of living life to it's fullest extremes Dare to laugh at death while bursting at the seams And if we survive to old and frail Our salad days of tall tales to tell