A photograph in full color, frozen picture of his former glory      

A small boy, next to streched out shadows

Tightly shut eyes in the september sun, an endless landscape as a careful chosen scenery

When we were in younger days again

Wondering why he’s standing there, the field so flat he can’t remember place or day

A young man, onto growing older

And a little girl could show him all about life

When we could live our younger days again

Do everything, make up arrears

Now there’s time for everything, to make up arrears, oho, enough time to

Do the things you do, things you never could

Do everything you want in return for your youth

Everything you knew, things you really should

Do anything at all, & return to youth

This picture with the yellow blaze tells him, it’s long ago & far away

He’s an old man, a poor man trying to find what he has left

And he remembers the day he left home, to go to keep his promise

Not to be old, to do what he always wanted to do

Now there’s time for everything, to make up arrears,

Take time for everything, to make up arrears, oho, enough time to

Do the things you do, things you never could

Do everything you want in return for your youth

Everything you knew, things you really should

Do anything at all, & return to youth

Enough time to do the things you do, things you never could

Do everything you want in return for your youth

Everything you knew, things you really should

Do anything at all, & return to youth