The past is behind us all ground into dust
The future ahead not knowing we trust
We travel alone or with friends that we find
That same dusty byway deep in our minds
Live in the past, your companion is rust,
It sours your joy, mouth full of sawdust,
You walk hand in hand with your glories gone dim,
Hoping to bring them back once again
Live in the future, you must beware,
Everywhere, everywhere shadows tear,
Reality and dreamland mix free in your mind,
What now is real and what left behind
List to my advice, simple to tell,
Love your companions, treat them all well,
Value the love in your life all the while,
Treat it with care and treat it with style
My Gifted Life 