The Foothills

It seems to me we've seen better days

Although I cannot remember it all

I'm sure that there must be another way

To get across that wall

Try as I might to get to the top

I get halfway there and then I come to a stop

I lose my footing and I lose my way

And I cannot remember what I needed to say

Time and again, I fall short of my goal

And have to start over again

Summon all of my will to get up that hill

That I cannot seem to ascend

They say that these are the good old days

And we'll look back and laugh when we're old

But I don't want to wait until I'm wrinkled and gray

And my bones start turning cold

Let me dance while I'm young and life's just begun

Find a warm place in the sun

You can leave nothing to fate and nothing to chance

While earnestly seeking romance