A Time Ago My Thoughts Were Clear, and I looked Forward To Each Fading Year! Now My Memory Is Wearing Thin, and A Year Goes By So Fast It Spins! When I Was Young Ideas Worked, but Now It's Work To Have Ideas! My Youth Has Faded Long Ago, but My Dreams Remain; Never Growing Old! Hold On To life as Best You Can, and Hold Those Thoughts That Come From Within! For The Time Will Come When You Can Pass Them On, While Your Prodigy Are Growing Strong! Holding One's Ideals Is Not A Crime. You're Simply Doing Like Us, and Biding Time!
