By the now Follow the path where the trees lead the road And the tombs are made of stone Three bearded men worship within a church arrayed in gold We can see with our eyes And question our lives And still not know were we go If you're sure where you are Well that's good so far But we only know what we know Don't want to grow much older now I want to feel the sun, sun shine down Don't want to see my bones rust My skin turn to dust And change from what I am now The child in the womb Was conce (guitaretab.com)
