At 95

From where I sit at 95, things look different from here

I had my share of the good times, had my share of tears

I had friends die in the war, Korea and Vietnam

And I've done things made me question, who the hell I am

I lost faith in religion I lost faith in mankind

And I was drifting round for years, with nothing on my mind

I saw the world torn apart, we swore it was the end

Then we watched that broken world come together once again

You question life at 25, say there's no use to remain

You got it all figured out, cause you've seen everything