Today is the first day of the rest of my life
I wake as a child to see the world begin
On monarch wings and birthday wanderings
I want to put on faces, walk in the wet and cold
And look forward to my growing old

To grow old is to change
To change is to be new
To be new is to be young again
I barely remember when
My memories are stolen by the morning
Blotted out by the sun's hypnotic eye
Isle by the sun's hypnotic eye

Today is the first day of the rest of my life
I wake as a child to see the world begin
On monarch wings and birthday wanderings
I want to put on faces, walk in the wet and the cold
And look forward to my growing old