Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

I awake as a child to see the world begin

On monarch wings and birthday wanderings.

I want to put on faces, walk in the wet and the cold

And look forward to my growing old...



To grow old is to change, and to change is to be new.

To be new is to be young again...I barely remember, when

My memory is stolen by the morning,

Blotted out by the sun's hypnotic LIGHT,

Out by the sun's hypnotic LIGHT.



Today is the first day of the rest of my life.

I awake as a child to see the world begin

On monarch wings and birthday wanderings.

I want to put on faces, walk in the wet and the cold

And look forward to my growing old.