I’m not the one I used to be
Who broke the rules and pushed the bar
Who never wavered, can’t you see,
I’m not the one I used to be,
But now since much has changed in me
I’ll dream but never go too far,
I’m not the one I used to be
Who broke the rules and pushed the bar

I’m not someone of naïve quest
Espousing all that’s given me
Nurturing all my hearts unrest
I’m not someone of naïve quest,
But if I’ve not somehow possessed
The art of sweet simplicity,
I’m not someone of naïve quest
Espousing all that’s given me

I’m not the one I used to see
In stirring flames and mountain streams
Artless on a raging sea
I’m not the one I used to see,
But if I’ve struggled just to be
A somber shawl of unsung dreams,
I’m not the one I used to see
In stirring flames and mountain streams

I’ve become withdrawn with age
Beguiled with simple fare
Inspired more to disengage
I’ve become withdrawn with age,
Nevermore to war and rage
Against this life unfair,
I’ve become withdrawn with age
Beguiled with simple fare
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