[Vick]

guess, it don´t matter, how old you are
Or how old one lives to be
I guess, it boils down to what we did with our lives
And how we deal with our own destinies

But something happens when you reach a certain age
Particularly to to those ones, that are young at heart
It´s a lonely proposition when you realize
That there´s less days in front of the Horse
Than riding in the back of this cart