At the dawn of old age
At the eleventh hour
I see you, a wise sage
In your fading power...
Tell me old man
You who sits down by the water
Why do trees lose their leaves
Why do summers only get colder?
Why does wisdom come with years
When we are outlived and tired?
Why can we only let go
When we've lost the spark and fire?
Only a fool knows
When to sing and when to play
When to walk inline and when to stray
Only a fool knows...how to live day by day
So tell me wise man.
Why do we keep holding on
To days that will never come
when there is only today?
When yesterday is gone
And tomorrow only yet to be made....
And once more...
At the break of a brand new hour
A child is born
To relive all, to summon up new power!