When we were young, we dreamt of houses Took Madonna whores as spouses Storied halls, our portraits hung When we were young When we were young youth promised houses Walk in closets full of blouses On our shoulders furs were slung When we were young When we were young, we wasted chances Could afford ignored advances Stole our honey and got stung When we were young But 'lo the danger left our looks We're butterflies just pressed in books But 'lo I've lost my ideology My every gesture now an apology And as an axe will hit the tree and the bark upon it splinter So ill prepared were we for the coming of this winter My dream of houses it has died, It costs so much to live inside And now my dreams are in extremes They're in between the lottery and suicide. When we were young, our hearts were full Our hearts were wild and durable Our dream of houses so far flung When we were young, when we were young When we were young, when we were young