Twenty Years

There are twenty years to go
And twenty ways to know
Who will wear
Who will wear
The hat.

There are twenty years to go
The best of all I hope
Enjoy the ride, the medicine show.

And thems the breaks for we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye.

There are twenty years to go
The faithful and the low
The best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
There are twenty years the go
The punch drunk and the blow
The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone.

And thems the breaks for we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more then meets the eye
And thems the breaks for we designer fakes
But it's you I take 'cause your the truth not I.

There are twenty years to go
A golden age I know
But all will pass, will end to fast, you know.

There are twenty years to go
And many friends I hope
Though some may hold the rose some hold the rope.

And that's the end and that's the start of it
That's the whole and that's the part of it
That's the high and that's the heart of it
That's the long and that's the short of it
That's the best and that's the test in it
That's the doubt, the doubt
The trust in it
That's the sight and that's the sound of it
That's the gift and that's the trick in it.

You're the truth not I.