A tough talk from a better man than I am
A short flight for a wise guy
A firm grip completes the look
And I'm shook up and down
Until the essence is gone
Just to be put back on
I'm getting old
My views getting old
White vision
White vision
Put me back in place
Out of touch in the lush aftermath
Under grown and unknown so unsure if it's right
If it's wrong I could die, if it's right I'll still die
I'm getting old
My views getting old
White vision
White vision
Lesson learned
No nothin'