Testo di Early Days

We swore on a rock garden grave To the ones we love who've already changed Far too soon when, early still, were the days of our lives That we'd give back more than we take Sometimes, I feel like an old buccaneer Sailing where no one else goes I'd trade in a heartbeat all of my gold For one minute more with my love We lifted from the fog-laden rivеr Baptized with a steely resolve to keep on Outrunning thе darkness and loneliness spreading like fire Leaving the hollowed and ashen in our wake Sometimes, I feel like an old pioneer One misstep away from my end I'd trade in a heartbeat all that I've seen For one minute more with my love The morning is bright, bells swing through the streets Ascended by birdsong which has always been Like the bonds we make, steadfast from loose thread Love is a way of living, not the means to an end Well, I'm just a dreamer, an old balladeer Searching for new words to say I'd trade my own heartbeat and a well-traveled world For one minute more with my love