I have these thoughts going on in my head

My hopes are placed in some future ahead

My finite means tune the world to it's will

My higher verb is forever fulfilled

If I live old

To see my grey days

This minute of gold

I won't let it daze

Catching the fleeing moment bid it remain

If I live old

To see my grey days

This minute of gold

I won't let it daze

Catching the fleeing moment bid it remain

I have these thoughts going on in my head

My hopes are placed in some future ahead

My finite means tune the world to it's will

My higher verb is forever fulfilled

I contemplate this immortal outcome

A timeless trace of future times to come

I know I'm more than the span my life

I know I'm more than my own local strife

If I live old

To see my grey days

This minute of gold

I won't let it daze

Catching the fleeing moment bid it remain

If I live old

To see my grey days

This minute of gold

I won't let it daze

Catching the fleeing moment bid it remain