Just a poor old man
Offering optimistic advice
Shedding tears from open eyes
Raining reflections of his life
Nothing seems to have gone as planned
As he's giving everything that he can
Erasing only to rewrite
A future far out of sight
Poor Old Man
Poor Old Man
Still, water teems
With remembered dreams
Clear as day
No, runnin' away
Withstanding storms
Sailing to distant lands
Searching for what he already has
Standing vacant on a pier
Home never seemed so cold
Thinking he must go on alone
Leaving stories yet untold
Nothing left to do
But face all his fear
For the sake of everything you hold dear
Show me how this all began
Make the journey if you can
Poor Old Man
Poor Old Man
Still, water teems
With remembered dreams
Clear as day
No, runnin' away
Withstanding storms
Sailing to distant lands
Searching for what he already has