You were young and you were old
Guess that's really what had hit me
If you're life then don't let go
It passes on by rather quickly

Cartoons in a moss-lined cave
That's the poem that you read me
Doesn't sound half bad a grave
Black and white screen vitamin D

The fire’s changing all the time
You could see a compass in the sea and in the sky
But you stayed high
And listened while the mountains and the flames began a war
The night it poured
The night it poured

You were cheap but you loved gold
The in between was just offensive
That's the minute I was sold
I found you crashing into fences

You were young and you were old
Guess that's really what had hit me
If you're life then don't let go
It passes on by rather quickly
The fire’s changing all the time
You could see a compass in the sea and in the sky
But you stayed high
And listened while the mountains and the flames began a war
The night it poured
The night it poured
The night it poured
The night it poured