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A bottle of red wine Blossoms with age And a life's master craft Is revered in a frame But somewhere along the line Wisdom became weak And a quarter through our time Is where we now hit our peak You will do well To remember the wise Look into their eyes And leave the mirror far behind When did old start meaning too late? And when did grand stop meaning great? The obsession of the world Is fleeing from the grave Fleeting youth and looks Are taking center stage But beneath all the chatter What is it we say? That your heart doesn't matter Once your head shows some gray? You will do well To remember the wise Look into their eyes And leave the mirror far behind When did old start meaning too late? And when did grand stop meaning great? Run while you can, 'cause one day you will be slow Shine while you can, 'cause one day the glow will go But I hope it doesn't take 'til then for you to know That what really matters doesn't go when you grow You will do well To remember the wise Look into their eyes And leave the mirror far behind When did old start meaning too late? And when did grand stop meaning great?