Singing To the View

Hey young man
Check the lay of the land
It speaks truth, it won't lie
It might just ask you why
And like you: out of line
It does things in its time
It's the dawn's rising sun
You don't see when you're young
When you're young

Hey old man
You have got things to plan
But these words upon words
Sometimes get on the nerves
What I see before me
Says to let things just be
There is stuff to unfold
You don't see when you're old
When you're old

Sitting on a rock
Looking out and taking stock
And watching
Time-lapse clouds
Scroll by just like our dreams
Singing to the view
Is the perfect thing to do
And hearing
Birds replacing words
Inside our minds

Hey young man
Hope the future you see
Like the sky's fireworks
Shining brighter than me
I'm not sure all I've learned
Has helped achieve what I've yearned
At the dusk setting sun says
You've had a kind run
Go tell everyone

Hey old man
It is clear, I do see
That you hope not to cloak
All this wonder you see
All these things that you've done
All the races you've run
All the stories you told
Like this land won't grow old
Won't grow old

What I hope to be true
Is this vision of you
Upon that rock
And free from sadness or regret
With them there by your side
To your kids you will confide
And sing of truth and times
You never dare forget

Sitting on a rock
Looking out and taking stock
And watching
Time-lapse clouds
Scroll by just like our dreams
Singing to the view
Is the perfect thing to do
And hearing
Birds replacing words
Inside our hearts

Hey old man
Check the lay of the land