I've seen so many people Tripping on their feelings Tripping on their times Taking things for granted Taken by surprise In life we will not be stable Until we find our hearts Choices make us able Two tries to stand in line I see these things I watch these minds I'm speaking but I am not yet old All the healing and stealing Of lives in the book And all the cancer and answers That never got a look And all the wholesome little notions That narrow minds mistook Well I am wondering But I am not yet old And I do not yet know a thing Choices come at me I won't die I won't die today And life will remain Choices come at me I may die I may die today And life will remain just the same Or somewhere in between An old man's mistakes And a small boy's dreams