| Tired at twenty years old
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| Memory collecting before his time
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| Recall, the old stompin' ground
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| I see a tear welling up in his eye
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| No, you can’t cheat time
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| Don’t let that control your life
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| Hold your breath, close your eyes
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| Just jump in, the water’s fine
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| These pleas, fall on deaf ears
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| Ears that were once tuned to truth
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| A dated, washed up, old man
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| Has seen it all, nothing else for him to do
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| No, you can’t cheat time
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| Don’t let that control your life
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| Goes over your head, look over your shoulder
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| When you look back you’re that much older
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| (It slips away)
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| Be what you’re becoming
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| (It slips away)
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| And not who you were
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| (It slips away)
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| Grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance
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| So are you giving up now?
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| As for adventures you’ve had your fill
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| Who says you’re over the hill?
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| I think it was you, and you know very well
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| No, you can’t cheat time
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| Don’t let that control your life
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| Goes over your head, look over your shoulder
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| When you look back you’re that much older
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| (It slips away)
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| Be what you’re becoming
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| (It slips away)
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| And not who you were
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| (It slips away)
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| Grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance
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| You’re holding yourself back
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| (Turn your face to the day)
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| When you could be doing anything
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| (Don't just dig your own grave)
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| When will you trust yourself?
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| (Take with you what you learn)
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| The same as I do
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| (Be yourself, not who you were)
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| I want to see
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| You use your capabilities
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| Build me an ocean, then destroy it with your own
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| (It slips away)
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| Be what you’re becoming
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| (It slips away)
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| And not who you were
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| (It slips away)
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| Grab hold of the here and now while you still have the chance |