Years of Your Life

These shoes are far from wasted

Gum in sole

Many eyes have watched me

Growing old

Epitome, I'm falling

Getting cold

My breath was never broken

Pressures fold

Through the years of your life

I'll stay here, I won't die

Bones becoming brittle

Afraid to hold

The clouds have never loved me

Truth be told

The light was always blinding

Marigold

Something here has changed me

Save my soul

Through the years of your life

I'll stay here, I won't die