Singing To The View

Hey young man Check the lay of the land It speaks truth, it won't lie It might just ask you why And like you: out of line It does things in its time It's the dawn's rising sun You don't see when you're young When you're young Hey old man You have got things to plan But these words upon words Sometimes get on the nerves What I see before me Says to let things just be There is stuff to unfold You don't see when you're old When you're old Sitting on a rock Looking out and taking stock And watching Time-lapse clouds Scroll by just like our dreams Singing to the view Is the perfect thing to do And hearing Birds replacing words Inside our minds Hey young man Hope the future you see Like the sky's fireworks Shining brighter than me I'm not sure all I've learned Has helped achieve what I've yearned At the dusk setting sun says You've had a kind run Go tell everyone Hey old man It is clear, I do see That you hope not to cloak All this wonder you see All these things that you've done All the races you've run All the stories you told Like this land won't grow old Won't grow old What I hope to be true Is this vision of you Upon that rock And free from sadness or regret With them there by your side To your kids you will confide And sing of truth and times You never dare forget Sitting on a rock Looking out and taking stock And watching Time-lapse clouds Scroll by just like our dreams Singing to the view Is the perfect thing to do And hearing Birds replacing words Inside our hearts Hey old man Check the lay of the land