Equal parts attentive
And out of my mind
When there's no incentive
I ponder the depths of my time
In the spring there's that feeling
Of things that have come and have gone
In the time they were weightless
Now memories outweigh it all
I hold it in my heart
You say to be impartial to
The things I say and what I do
To hold it close and make it through
The things I say and what I do
To hold it close and make it through