I watched you as a child running free
I cried when you fell, but you got up
You saw the world from innocent eyes
Not yet broken by all the world's lies
But it was waiting, it does for all of us
We're never ready for it to show its face
It will, count upon it, behind our trust
Until we stop and turn, it gives chase
I linger in the moment of your youth
Because it is golden, but ends in dust
