when i was six i didn t think i d ever see twenty three now i d give anything just to recall anything from twenty three by the time i m thirty i will probably be forty and trouble free so i ll stick with twenty five and all the things here in my life that trouble me they say it flies when you re having fun i say it flies for everyone it s not particular i think it s just a matter of getting bald and fatter it s not particular well here i am they call me a man and i don t feel as if i am i disagree i might have all the prerequisites but somehow it all never fits it s a mystery chorus time and time again time and time again time and time again time and time again it seems as if the older i grow the faster it gets and the slower i go it s really really big there s no sense to deny it so i might as well invite it cuz it s really really really big well some do hold a timely view that like fine wine we may improve with age all i hold is my own view and it don t have that much to do with age 
['jam band', 'ny roots', 'progressive bluegrass']