Postcards from a Young Man - Manic Street Preachers

I don't believe the absolutes anymore

I'm quite prepared to admit I was wrong

This life, it sucks your principles away

You have to fight against it every single day

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

It is like so many other things

As distant as your former sins

So sad and lonely and so derelict

As the optimism that we once shared

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

I'll send you postcards every single day

Just to prove I still exist

This world will not impose its will

I will not give up and I will not give in

And I will not give up and I will not give in

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

These are the postcards from a young man

They may never be written or posted again

I won't betray your confidence

I won't pretend my way was lost

This world will not impose its will

I will not give up and I will not give in

This world will not impose its will

I will not give up and I will not give in