Old but true These words that you whisper, That wisely insist when to follow through Or lack motivation and stay un your place as the game goes by Into the distance, you stand with resistance to chase it down You'll know in a moment that one's not for you A wonderer who sleeps with one eye open Will leave before the host awakes He'll walk around and tell himself he's exploring as he ignores all The people who follow his way Old but true These words that you whisper that Wisely insist when to to follow through Or lack motivation and stay in your place as the game goes by Into the distance, you stand with resistance to chase it down You'll know in a moment that this one's not for you We grow old, but we are hopeful We are sitting alone, we are hopeful We go chasing it all, but we are hopeful We are off the walls, we are hopeful So we are old but true These words that we whisper that wisely insist when to follow through Or lack motivation