New day rising, come close the blue blinds
I´ll be lying in my ocean of time

I could dress as Arthur Lee
Scrape my shoes the right way

Maybe read Ulysses
But it´s a young man´s game

Dying fire, so tired of this place
Not inspired, can´t keep to this pace

I could worry through each night
Find something unique to say
I could pass as erudite
But it´s a young man´s game

You should know
You´re my last hope

I´ve been solving for the meaning of life
No one tried before and likely I´m right

Not too straight or too clean

Like your borrowed blue bikе
I´ve been a rolling antique
For all my life

You should know
You´rе my last hope

I´ve been lucky as sin
Not one thing in my way
Just the arena I was in
But it´s a young man´s game