Don’t you dare criticize what you can’t understand
I’ve seen when it slips through your fingers like sand
And don’t speak too soon when things still are in spin
You’ll just make the fool way clearer than he’s been

The road just grows darker as the end of it steps into the light
I do have a hunch of where it’s leading and I think I may be right
I have to admit that I think this has gone beyond my command
And you can just step out of the way if you won’t lend your hand

I’ve had a lot of company by solitude since it all started fading
It’s quite an ironic way to live once you realize that you’re aging
Now the look ahead has turned so what's behind is now what's last
And the future will strangely enough soon be that which has passed