Old But True

Old, but true

These words that you whisper that wiseley 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 wiseley 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, 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