My memory is fleeting with age
As I prepare to touch my pen
To the fiber of this page
But the ink will run dry long before
I can write my final tale,
Given all that lies in store
I’m holding on for dear life
I barrel through the good times
After crawling through the strife
With every moment passing, never to return
I’m getting on in my days
Sifting through the sadness for the gold of netter days
So long as I keep breathing,
I can find my way
I just can’t give in
The world’s so dead that I am living in
I’ll hold out for something else
Something words can never tell
I find my way beyond the dark
And straight into the light
If all else fails I’ll have my wits to
Guide me through the night
I don’t dare to turn my dead to either side
The wind bids me to sway,
Like the words that people say,
But they won’t sweep me away
Not today
I just can’t give in
The world’s so dead that I am living in
I’ll hold out for something else
Something bigger than…
Something better than…
Something I can’t stand to fight.