WHERE ARE MY EYES OR HAVE I SEEN TOO MUCH HAVE I LOST MY TOUCH
LOSING DIRECTIONS FROM GROWING INFECTIONS
WORDS OF DESIRES OUT OF REAPING LIFE SO YOUNG
WHAT WILL I BE LIKE WHEN MY HEAD IS DEAD AND MY LEGS ARE WEAK
WILL I BE STRONG OR BARELY KEEP ALIVE WHEN I'M THIRTY-FIVE
LOSING DIMENSIONS THAT SHATTER CONVENTIONS
LEADS ME TO FEEL THAT I'M GROWING OLD TOO SOON
WITH EVERY STEP AND EVERY BREATH IT'S FARTHER FROM YOUTH
AND CLOSER TO DEATH AND THINGS I REALIZED NOW BECKON ME
TO SHUT MY EYES AND I WILL GROW TO THE AGE OF MAYBE EIGHTY YEARS
IN SUCH LITTLE TIME THIS ADVENTUROUS MIND
I'LL NEVER CHANGE TO SAIL THE SKY TIL THE DAY I DIE
I'LL COME TO CONCLUSION WITH FEAR OR ILLUSION
I LIVE HOW I FEEL CAUSE NO MATTER HOW FAST OR HOW SLOW
YOU WILL GO