Old but true
These words that you whisper, that wisely insist when to
Follow through
Or lack motivation and stay in your place as the
Game goes by
Into the distance, you stand with resistance to
Chase it down
You'll know in a moment that this one's not for you

A wanderer who sleeps with one eye open
Will leave before the host awakes
He'll walk around and tell himself he's exploring as he ignores all
The people who follow his way

Old but true
These words that you whisper that wisely insist when to
Follow through
Or lack motivation and stay in your place as the
Game goes by
Into the distance, you stand with resistance to
Chase it down
You'll know in a moment that this one's not for you

We grow old, but we are hopeful
We are sitting alone, we are hopeful
We go chasing it all, but we are hopeful
We are off the walls, we are hopeful
We are old but true
These words that we whisper that wisely insist when to
Follow through
Or lack motivation