It Lives In Me
Life and time and lessons learned
In hopes with heed, I don’t get burned
How things do change as I have grown
In contemplating all I’ve known
When memories on jukebox play
I think about a carefree day
Where worries wore a different face
The consequence of youthful grace
A song of love that I once knew
Designer jeans with knees worn through
No thoughts of losing those I love
Just thoughts of what I’m dreaming of
A song to dance the night til dawn
Without the slightest urge to yawn
No thoughts of fear for what’s ahead
Just thoughts of what to wear instead
Why should the music ever end
While someone has an ear to bend
It lives, it streams, it changes form
And yet with feeling, no less warm
Perhaps that is the lesson learned
The one that time has really earned
A life, like music, always plays
It’s just, we hear it different ways
No need to fear, no tears to lose
No worries for a path to chose
What once was me will always be
My spirit lives, it lives age free
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