A few extra pounds here and there, a few extra scars,

The receding hairline and the proceeding age graph.

Some worries that are valid, and some too far-fetched,

Some friends left there and some family made with ease.

Life goes on, oblivious of my panic and of time and space,

The sun will still rise tomorrow and the river will flood again.

The receding hairline and the proceeding age graph,

Oh life you don’t scare me at all, I mock you with my heart.