A young man will follow his heart Into lonely and blue He’ll kick like a mule at the thought Of being told what to do An old man’s just trying to Keep himself out of the way He’s seen it all and said all That there is to say
There is a line Running through time
A young man will try to chase Every new sunrise away Heartache is harder for him In the bright light of day An old man will hold it and Touch it and shine it with care He knows how lucky he is just See it was there
There is a line Running through time
There’s a line through the middle A line that you cross A part that you finish if you don’t Get lost Some just get tired of that same old routine Some wind up lucky and gracefully Stuck in between
