When 20 Summers Pass

I've got to concentrate on priorities. Can't negate what means the most to me. What's our fate? what's our destiny? Start with each moment's activity. I try, i try, i try, i try. But what's important slips right by. When 20 summers pass, and they'll go fast. Will i look back and be satisfied within my heart. And at peace within my mind? When 20 summers fly, fly on by. Will i like what i am and who i am. Or will i even give a damn? We focus time on what matters least. And our reward, a catastrophe. Looking back, what feels good to me? Oh, the value of integrity.