Old man, old heart, always looking
for the time to start living his dreams
Too busy with the day-to-day
to let his dreams get in the way, or so it seems
Now he's at the end of his life,
and he can't find the dreams to bind him to a memory
Looking back, the old man feels the pain
He cries out in vain: Where is my legacy?
The only immortality is found
within the memories of those who survive you
The fate of man is etched in stone
Can this man find resurrection?
Will he concede in resignation?
A life he did not live, a dream fades to black
Is it too late for this man to fight back?
To live in dreams long forgotten
To find his end in life, from dreams always ignored
Is it too late to find a destiny?
The man cries out in vain: Someone remember me!