A lot of 18-year-olds are like old men. They think they've seen everything.

A lot of 18-year-olds are like old men. They think they've seen everything.

The clock never stops, never stops, never waits. We're growing old. It's getting late.

I heard the old, old, men say 'all that's beautiful drifts away, like the waters.'

The clock never stops, never stops, never waits. We're growing old. It's getting late.

Young men, hear an old man to whom old men hearkened when he was young.