Can't negate what means the most to me.
 What's our fate? What's our destiny?
 Start with each moment's activity.

 I try, I try, I try, I try.
 But what's important slips right by.

 When 20 summers pass, and they'll go fast.
 Will I look back and be satisfied within my heart.
 And at peace within my mind?
 When 20 summers fly, fly on by.
 Will I like what I am and who I am.
 Or will I even give a damn?

 We focus time on what matte rs least.
 And our reward, a catastrophe.
 Looking back, what feels good to me?
 Oh, the value of integrity