When I was an old man
Many moons ago
Regrets and fears would cloud my years
I had no space to grow
But now the clouds are parting
It feels like spring has sprung
I'm learning how to live life
And I'm nearly almost young
Life is what we make it
I'll contribute my verse
And extract inspiration
From all things I can't reverse
There's feasts that must be tasted
And songs that should be sung
Let me embrace not waste this
Now I'm nearly almost young
And as we play the game of life
We find it's not so fair
'Cause though we fight with all our might
It seems we go nowhere
And as we climb the ladders
We find snakes on every rung
A slide to the inevitable
Ending that must come
So when I'm on my deathbed
Be it near or far away
I hope I will have few regrets
Blown chances, wasted days
'Cause we're only here so briefly
As we satellite a sun
Whose rays give light and life
So we may learn to become young