So young. So young at the start. So strong that it left its mark. Upon our hearts. So young. . So strong. So strong we had no choice. We're pulled along by the ancient voice.
The world is a very small place. And before we know. We're back in our own space. . Some dusty things to remind us. All of our time on earth. How sweet and precious it was.
Well a bad day is when I'm up in the air. A better day is when I'm in repair. Like this it's always been. Oh but then again. I seem to recall a time when.