Best of Many Days

Best of Many Days

Young and seventeen, pockets full of dreams

And the strength of several men

I never looked back, I never looked down

I never went home again

Of course I ignored the wisdoms

Stories I was told

Blind to all the fears and the dread

Diving off the cliffs into the great unknown

No place I’d rather be instead

Were those the best of my many days?

Running on rocket fuel

Were those the best of my many days?

While hourglass sand runs through

They said time will take its toll

And time will have its way

It breaks a man each and every day

We all stand to face it, no one ever beats it

Time always wins this game

Were those the best of my many days?

I’m not ready to come home

Were those the best of my many days?

As the hourglass sand runs low

How was it that she knew, there would be a way,

To make it through, and we never looked back, we never looked down

She said in time every cloudy day turns to blue

Now I stand here before you and look you in the eye

Seeing things I’ve never seen before

Each day brings a new day, better than the last day

Knocking on my front door

These are the best of my many days

Singing to my tired old bones

These are the best of my many days

She turns the hour glass sand to gold

She turns the hour glass sand to gold

She turns the hour glass

She turns the hour glass