Now I've closed my eyes, just as you waken here As the sun rises low, in the valleys of old And these fallen foes, remembered through stories told That are lost through the years, through the scandals and fears The past he only looks out for himself The present keeps you happy for the day And the future she is pretty for a while But keeps me second guessing until I die, until i die. The ones with eyes like me have left with just memories, From the Hillside the've grown and they faces they've known Foreign lands await, now this old mountain fades And the winds of this change, they will whisper in vain The past he only looks out for himself The present keeps you happy for the day And the future she is pretty for a while But keeps me second guessing until I die, until i die.