Walk away from that gun, before it shoots, 'cause growing roots ain't the same as standing still or staying put.
When we were young, you used to say, "if I ever say, 'oh... when we were young' then it's time to try harder 'cause growing old ain't the same as growing numb.
We are uncertain which way to go the fireflies have all but vanished and the leaves will change soon and I will still, will I be here? Mother used to say, never trust a man who seems to set in his ways so we stay uncertain, which way to go, which way to go.
You fled north, and I'll hold the fort down south, and we won't speak for ages, no we won't speak for ages, but you told me, that we are as free as we'll ever be, yes, we are as free as we'll ever be.