Well, as I enter my sixth decade I was going to write a new song about getting on a bit...but I already had one in my archives from the summer of 2013, so I recorded an entirely new vocal with a bit of a tweak to the lyrics, which seemed apt now that I'm finished my first half century. It's not actually about me though, although it's definitely a song about existential angst. The original song was really for Nelson Mandela who was very ill and very old when I first penned it. Hah!

New vocal and harmonies, new mix, same guitar, bass, and drum mix by dB

Too Old to Die Young

I don't want to leave
Don't want it to pass me by
Don't think I found the answers in a lie

Too old to die young,
Too free to belong to anyone
Too late to be wrong

I know that I can face it
When I think about your rights
I know that I can take it
All the way up to the fight

Too far have I gone
Stepping miles without a smile for anyone
Stand beyond the sun

Too young for not trying
Too old to cry over dying
Staring back is that old setting sun

We'd live for ever in the spring
The summer's moving on, And, every thing
leads back to The Fall

Too old to die young,
Too free to belong to anyone
Too right to be wrong

I don't want to leave
Don't want to pass it by
Don't think I found an answer in a lie
No, I don't think I found it in a lie
Don't you think I found it...

Too free to be wrong,
Too young to hold onto anyone
Too old to die young

Yes, I think I must be too old to die young
Don't you think that I'm too old to die young

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