Now I've closed my eyes, just as you waken here
As the sun rises low, in the valleys of old
And these fallen foes, remembered through stories told
That are lost through the years, through the scandals and fears
The past he only looks out for himself
The present keeps you happy for the day
And the future she is pretty for a while
But keeps me second guessing until I die, until i die.
The ones with eyes like me have left with just memories,
From the Hillside the've grown and they faces they've known
Foreign lands await, now this old mountain fades
And the winds of this change, they will whisper in vain
The past he only looks out for himself
The present keeps you happy for the day
And the future she is pretty for a while
But keeps me second guessing until I die, until i die.
