Tabula Rasa - How Old Are You...?

How Old Are You...?

Here is the path Imshown
Step by step was not my choice
One more year to go
So this map has been cut short
Whats in this job that I have been learning
Whos satisfied
What happens when my cliff has come, should I jump or hold
To a safe place at that time
Thoughts I can not control
Push all plans I have had aside
With one more year to go
A chance to change I will never know
Which is the way that I wi will step into some life
Trying to stand straight, trying to conform
To the first person in my line
This is the way we operate
Life made easy
Look towards no identity
(slip into the crowd)
(because its easy)
(no one wi will miss me)