| Come watch the trees explode in the morning’s burning glory |
| Listen to the dawn as it builds the beginning of my story |
| Nothing lasts forever, at least not the way that we had planned |
| Though we dig and we scrape and we create to try shape time Yeah, |
| we hold it in our hands |
| Don’t you hide your eyes from me |
| Don’t you hide your eyes |
| Don’t you hide your eyes from me |
| Don’t you hide your eyes eyes eyes from |
| Pouring over and over old photographs, Yeah, how we used to laugh |
| Used to smile |
| And said 'what if my body doesn’t last till tomorrow |
| if my mind breaks away |
| And I just dissipate' |
| I float away |
| In that last moment of the time when that energy was me |
| Would I turn around one last time |
| And ask 'was my life complete?' |
| Or would my spirit break down to cry, ask himself 'why I didn’t I didn’t care' |
| No, I didn’t try |
| Will these pictures be proof enough to say 'it's okay, I did it I done it it’s |
| all been fun' |
| My time, as one, was precious |
| A message to the rest of us |
| Don’t put your dreams up on the shelf |
| It’s what I believe, you’re gone once you leave |
| Never live your life through somebody else |
| Don’t you hide your eyes from me |
| Don’t you hide your eyes |
| Don’t you hide your eyes from me |
| Don’t you hide your eyes |