Pains are endured, sins are suffered, wars are waged, the demons always enraged
and usually time rolls by too quickly, but there's nothing darker than a missed opportunity.

They are all around, right before your very eyes,
but once they are lost, they can never be found,

yesterdays fly into the never, never haze, gone forever,
like a blind man in Hell's never-ending maze,

"Could-have's", "should-have's", "would-have's"
make the saddest sounds, like when you don't see your kingdom and a stranger gets crowned.

Time rolls by too quickly, so embrace that chance, before light turns to
dark turns to black, another missed opportunity.

Birthdays come and go, faster and faster
and people can be shooting stars,
but before you know it, your life is in the past
and your friends are away on Mars.

We are young, wild and free in the springtime of our youth and
change comes fast like the seasons and the final winter is creeping
in the sky. He fell in love with an iceberg and she floated on by.