Never Get Old

Making sense out of suffering

Brings the darkness back to its roots again

No mortal man can withstand the ring

That is carved and adorned like a precious gem

The wind shall take me away to farther lands

To white shores, caring and awaiting hands

The wildest horse shall take me to wonderland

And then I know I shall never come back

Again.

I wish I could believe in beauty

I wish I could believe in purity

I wish there was a yin and a yang

Never get old and a heart of gold

I wish I could bring balance to the pan

I wish some things would’ve changed

I wish some things would not have happened

Never get old and a heart of gold