Wasting the Days of Youth

Memorize what you’re told then cough it up slowly.
Relinquish your control for what you deem Holy.
Carving all that you know into the table.
I’ll return all your calls when I am able.
Marching toward the truth.
We were wasting the days of youth.
Test your luck for the prize, over and over.
You’re corrupted by love, but you recover.
History can be shaped.
You have the power.
Add a little more sand.
Extend the hour.
Marching toward the truth we were wasting the days of youth.