So long from OxidesInTheDust by Mreek

Look at you all grown up and fired up
In disguise, covered with hipster make-up
Daddy's girl is all gurrrled up

Now your bike has a basket of hope and dreams
They're not mine, your life is yours to keep
I may fall behind, I don't want you to peep
Hard as it gets, you'll see it's worth it all
All alone, with a family of your own
In a rented house or a flat you call your home

Maybe I yearn
My baby learn
The tables have turned
So long, so long, so long
The faces are blurred
The escape is burned
So long

A few tattoos reminiscent of your teenage probes
Scarred for life, bold as you've been told
Maybe tamed a bit but not yet old

Maybe I yearn
My baby learn
The tables have turned
So long, so long, so long
The faces are blurred
The escape is burned
So long

Do what you do, remember not to trample
Don't listen, I've never been such an example
Ill-advisor, never won none of these battles

I don't want your grief, I don't need no sympathy
Keep it low, treasure it as a mystery
No spectacle for the local misery.

• Rock
• Saint Hubert