Young man
Everything is too far away
Beyond reach
Unsure
Deceived by the horizon
Of an endless shore
The older self can only look back
When the depths has been measured
And the scars has the value of a treasure
Held on
When everything’s been gone too long
The sombre tone of a tired song
Both come to a realization
Stay with the present, son
Write, rewrite, it’s never done
Race?
Erase that, it has none
To do with
how you live
danDAman 