Where am I going Have I gone to far Have I lost my mind Where are my eyes Oh have I seen to much Have I lost my touch Losing directions from growing infections Poisoned desires of reaping life so young
What will I be like When my head is bear And my legs are weak Will I be strong or barely keep alive When I'm thirty-five Reaching dimentions that shatter conventions Leads me to fear that I'm growing old too soon
With every step and every breath It's farther from youth and closer to death And that things I've realized Now beckon me to shut my eyes And I will grow to the age of maybe eighty years In such little time With this venturous mind
What am I saying Don't I know myself from experience I'll never change Nor cease to sail the sky Till the day I die I'll come to conclusion with fear or illusion I'll live how I feel Cause no matter how fast or how slow Youth will go
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