Ready for Anything

Everything is gonna change Hoping it'll be OK I want it all to stay the same Acting like I'm not afraid I'm not ready for anything Suppose that I should seize the day It's hard to appreciate Living in a perfect space Trying to preserve the state I'm not ready for anything Leaves between pages Makes the crumbling slow The green grays and ages Turns brittle and old What remains are the shapes Just blank silhouettes It's the time of my life I haven't had enough yet