You think you found good space today
  Not only in wasted time
  But that which does become you
  Within Life's vice grips we remain
  Feeling alive, so high, so down with the old crew
  What do you say about life, when it comes and takes it away
  Affecting everything you do, recourse
  Until its all gone away
  It's coming back to me
  A precious resource is my faith
  That life will bring satisfaction before its too late
  The years roll on and the days fly by
  Like the moon laid out on the ocean
  On a hot summer night drive