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 it's all gone away It's coming back to me A precious resource is my faith That life will bring satisfaction before it's 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