We began our lifelong travels Down paths, that wind and they turn These journeys, that we travel Is how we live, and how we learn And every move, that we make Hits a chord, for others to hear And it helps us, to bond with our friends Or make war, with those that we fear But time keeps moving along Down a seemingly, endless path But these journeys, will begin to slow down With fewer paths, by the day And our journeys, will begin to lead us Down a straight, and narrow road That path, will lead us to strike Our last, and our final chord