Text: Jamie Cullum. Catching Tales. 21st Century Kid.

There's maybe a way I can tell you
'Cause with everyday things continue
To get more compromised so who will fantasize
A new generation politicized

When things are done in our own name
Are we as much to blame?
Now it's become clear to me but only lately
The ground is removed underneath

Shout it from the brink, you're louder than you think

21st century kid is surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for the truth now
Could it be the greatest weapon?
Could it be the greatest weapon? Your weapon

Nothing is certain except a memory
That's soon washed away by the low sea
Now sit yourself down my one and see what you've become
Ignoring a smouldering gun

White dove's flown, you think we're on our own

21st century kid is surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for the truth now
Could it be the greatest weapon?

21st century kid is surrounded by illusion and confusion
So maybe if you're holding out for the truth now
Could it be the greatest weapon?
Could it be the greatest weapon? Your weapon