When you're young the days feel slow
Everything matters too much
When you're young you're too naive to know, so
When you're old the days will blend
The coffee repeats and the cycle never ends
You feel tired but can't sleep
You feel every movement creek
You feel the energy of everything leaving your feet
When your somewhere in between the young and old
When your somewhere in between just know the young and the old
Take your time
Write a little rhyme
We can all pretend the end will never come
The beginning was never strung
Will your soul ever amend?
You feel tired but can't sleep
You feel every movement creek
You feel the energy of everything leaving your feet
When your somewhere in between the young and old
When your somewhere in between the young and old
When you come out gleaming on the other side
Everyone will be waiting saying "That was life."