Years of Your Life

These shoes are far from wasted Gum in sole Many eyes have watched me Growing old Epitome, I'm falling Getting cold My breath was never broken Pressures fold Through the years of your life I'll stay here, I won't die Bones becoming brittle Afraid to hold The clouds have never loved me Truth be told The light was always blinding Marigold Something here has changed me Save my soul Through the years of your life I'll stay here, I won't die