too young to die

Remember running with a homemade transistor into the nowhere of the night Picking up transmissions in a code from a host of foreign satellites It said, teach a kid guitar he'll be broke for the rest of his life But too young to die First heard that from an old guy I'm too young to die Spray-painted on the half-pipe Too young to die And sailing, sometimes failing, that's the only way, the only way to fly Crying, sometimes wailing, that's the only way that we learn how to try With my face down in the mat, the champ says, are you too old to fight? Or too young to die? First heard that from an old guy I'm too young to die Cacti blooming up the hillside Too young to die So if you're feeling like King Kong at the end of his do-or-die And hearing voices of a girl against the engines of a kamikaze flight As he held her to his chest, do you remember the words that she cried? She said, you're too young to die And too young to die am I Too young to die And too young to die am I Too young to die