A reminder...

If I get old,

I will not give in

But if I do, remind me of this.

Remind me that,

once I was free,
Once I was cool,

once I was me.

And if I sat down,

and crossed my arms,

Hold me into, this song.

Knock me out, smash out my brains,

If I take a chair, start to talk shit.....

If I get old, remind me of this:
That night we kissed, and I really meant it.

Whatever happens, if we're still speaking.

Pick up the phone, play me this song.

"Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there, wondering, fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.”