A Relic From 1977

Rifling through boxes full of the remains of my youth and I found this, written when I was 14. Bear in mind I was listening to a lot of folk music at the time.

I'm not going to listen to your lies anymore

I'm not going to let you turn me inside and out

It's the end of the road

 The door is closed

The punch has been thrown

You've scored a knockout

It may seem odd, it may be contrary

To what you were hoping to find

But I've torn down my defenses

 I'm open to attack

The victory is yours for the taking

It's the naked leading the blind

I'm not going to listen to your lies anymore

I'm not going to allow you to tie me up in knots

It's a new day dawning 

And I see the light

Of the sun or an oncoming car

Either or it looks to be a million megawatts

It may seem cruel, it may be heartless

Then again, maybe it's par for your course

With a heart as cold as yours

Dying for attention 

But lacking in substance

One only has to question the source

I did not write any notes as to what motivated me to write this at that time and my memory is dodgy. I think it was written about either A. Crice or some other teenage crush.

Man, I peaked at a very early age.