My hands end at my fingertips.

I cannot grab the moon

I can't conquer a continent

I can barely hold a spoon 


I love the soul, it's my best friend

But my walk's so slow it's like a crawl

I know that Truth will never end

But if I move too fast I'll fall


A soul's a thing that won't get old 

I'm sure my soul exists 

But unless I can keep out the cold

My bones may not persist


I know there's a place beyond all sorrow

Where it is always day

But before I fly into tomorrow

I must walk through today  


Walk Through Today

From If I'm Forever Young, How Did I Get So Old? by Ephraim Levine


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