Night of Rebellion

Simple matters always seem

To make things complicated

I think of ways to understand

But it all get's away from me

I sense persuasion of a kind

It wraps itself around me

The changing message of your love

Rarely ever reaches me

Not talking only want action

Once you give in you are through

This is the night of rebellion

There used to be paint on the walls

But you're too young for money

They'd rather paint the whole town red

Than spend it on what they're told

Summer to winter is never the same

If it is then it's time to change

I don't want to rock your sacred boat

But there's holes in your sacred sails