You think you found good space today

Not only in wasted time

But that which does become you

Within Life's vice grips we remain

Feeling alive, so high, so down with the old crew

What do you say about life,

when it comes and takes it away

Affecting everything you do, recourse

Until its all gone away

It's coming back to me

A precious resource is my faith

That life will bring satisfaction before its too late

The years roll on and the days fly by

Like the moon laid out on the ocean

On a hot summer night drive