Never Grow Old
Can you tell me my friend
How long has it been
At least 30 years or more
I still think of you
Being one in their youth
As I have yet to pull that cord
Pictures inside my mind
Are stuck in that time
Freeze dried yet warm to the soul
Friends from the past
In a die have been cast
Where they never grow old
Those that we see
In our world of daily
Gray with us toe to toe
Though it may be
Done gradually
A fact that we all know
There is never a need
For a mirror to see
The season in life that we comb
But it's the one's that we miss
Still inside of our heads
That never seem to grow old
The good part about this
Is we still exist
In their minds for all that we know
Running footloose and free
Through their memories
The way we were before time took its toll
Where days became years
Turning our age old fears
From our does into our don'ts
If we hold tight to that
With the time we have left
Perhaps like them we'll never grow old
Thinking of friends from the past that I've lost touch with and realized they're still young in my memories... They've never aged.
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