I'm getting older everyday
And i have changed in many ways
my youth has left me far behind
I am more mature in my mind
I've had a few experiences
Through them i've learnt good and bad things
Still I journey to find the truth
While trying to hold on to my youth
Everyday I look at my face
Childhood has left me with no trace
Of all the real joy I once felt
Since then real pain's what I've been dealt
I'm in my prime of my full strength
Each day I try to stretch it's length
The next generation will come
And in their peak I will be gone
I struggle to feel glad, not sad
And celebrate the youth I had
For old age looms, wrinkles shall come
And all these 'good' looks will be gone
Bones will get weary, body weak
I shall be drained of strength each week
Lines on my forehead, hair turned grey
Eventually I'll pass away
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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