Alright, here we go I can still remember being eight years old Running through the country with my dog and a bow Gathering a collection up of flint and bone Good sense of direction took me far from home that day Chilling at the quarry Prairie grass chest high Looking for some answers Questions in my mind Long standing shadows Cause there werent no shade Just buzzing in the pasture there that God had laid that day Life is short And so it goes Remember when twentyone seemd so grown? Look too far back You may turn to stone Cant rewrite th past To what your future holds Two nights in the desert outside Reno I paid for a fox in a rabbit hole A little blasian beauty and open tab I lost eight pounds and couple grand that way Creeping to my room as the sun came up My love was asleep and when she woke up The look I wore gave me all away Coming down from the mountain All the dreams we made Running from the bad, I still see his face Forced to die young Or fight to change Cant dwell on that I got amazing grace Dont get hung up on a past That you cant replace You might also likeLife is short And so it goes One day, we all wake up to find were getting old So, dont hold back From what feeds your soul And dont regret your past Cause life is short Its how it goes Remember when twentyone seemed so grown? You look too far back You might turn to stone You cant rewrite the past No, you cant rewrite your past You cant rewrite the past To what your future holds
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