How would you describe your music?
Well, I guess it's a combination of the kind of composition that exists
and the sort of differences between background and sound.
It's very arranged.
As years drift by
As future dies
As years drift by
As future dies
He sits and he thinks about all he's done in life
I'm now an old man, what have I been in life?
As years drift by
As future dies
What did I do?
I had no end to
As years drift by
Drift by
His dreams as a boy were of hope and intention
As years drift by
As future dies
Of making his love with his plans and inventions
Where did they go?
How could he know
How time goes?
In my day
Had to have
Certain
Future
But now
You can do you like
All that I might
Have wanted
Seeking
What you're
After
But not
For me
I thought everything may come true
Make my way only as I made
I thought everything may come true
made my way only as I may
I thought everything may come true
made my way only as I've made


made my way only as I made
I thought everything may come true
made my way only as I made
I thought everything made come true
Everything may come true

made my way only as I've made
And do your ties.
He knows there's no more he can do on our own man's side
How bitter today for they have all his chances
All too late, no one waits
How time goes
All that I might
All that
I might
All that
I might
All that
I might
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