the years are changing our places we re somewhere different than before the years are changing our faces our youth may now be worn everyone s afraid of growing old our faces are slates where stories should be told everyone s afraid of growing old our faces are slates where stories should be told are you a warrior are you a warrior i tried to warn her warrior heart we are all warriors with a leg of a bow and a foot of an arrow i balance on scales of increase and decline and i refuse to let my arrows go you should not let your arrows go they tried to fit a circle inside of a square the matriarch turned to the patriarch and said i don t even care it s a psychic psychic war all the time it s hard to get outside of your mind a psychic psychic war all the time it s hard to get outside of your mind are you a warrior are you a warrior i tried to warn her warrior heart we are all warriors with a leg of a bow and a foot of an arrow i balance on scales of increase and decline and i refuse to let my arrows go you should not let your arrows go the years are changing our places we re somewhere different than before the years are changing our faces my youth will not be worn1