In principle, all wants solid foundations.
A good upbringing and a happy home life.
Strong family roots, healthy relations:
Find themselves a loving husband or wife.
In principle, that's what we all set out
To accomplish - not that stale atmosphere
You can cut with a knife and get handed a clout.
Because in your heart, you're a pioneer.
Because in your soul, you're a forerunner.
Who sets his/her own high standards for others.
Tempted to follow at a future juncture.
Families are now fragmented, hitting the buffers.
Having a lack of structure, all doing one's
Things, following, own path, course windblown.
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