You think you found good space today   Not only in wasted time   But that which does become you   Within Life's vice grips we remain   Feeling alive, so high, so down with the old crew   What do you say about life, when it comes and takes it away   Affecting everything you do, recourse   Until its all gone away   It's coming back to me   A precious resource is my faith   That life will bring satisfaction before its too late   The years roll on and the days fly by   Like the moon laid out on the ocean   On a hot summer night drive