Action, Deeds & Suffering

They told me I was a child
Saw trouble in my eyes
You stop to follow the herd, you misbehave

They told me I was a fool
Defied the old man rule
An unconventional kid in the narrow town

Action, deeds and suffering
Mountains, cigarettes and gin

And these
Golden days of yours
Looking through your window
I turned a blind eye
None the wise
Golden days of yours
No more of those
I turned a blind eye
None the wiser

Now I'm back in the wild
With fire in my eyes
I keep my eyes on the road, my hands on the wheel

It isn't what they said
It isn't what they did
But every border I crossed takes me further away

And these
Golden days of yours
Looking through your window
I turned a blind eye
None the wise
Golden days of yours
No more of those
I turned a blind eye
None the wiser