[Chorus]
When you were young
There were battle plans and distant drums
When you were young
There was nothing right and nothing wrong
You would play in the maze
‘Till your mother she called you away
When you were young
There were battle plans and distant drums
When you were young
There was nothing right and nothing wrong
You would play in the maze
‘Till your mother she called you away
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