


Just turn the page, a different age Awakening to me Mortal duty, placid beauty My future can’t foresee. My destiny, my fantasy The things I’ll never be. A suit and tie, a diamond ring That ain’t the real me. Mr. Classic, shuns the plastic Mr. Freelance, his own thing. It’s the challenge and adventure That dares to dream my dreams. Without a doubt, what life’s about Some day, some way, I’ll know. Just gettin’ in and gettin’ out The wisdom of my soul. Just turn the page, a different age Awakening to me Mortal duty, placid beauty My future can’t foresee. |
| Turn the Page By Spyder |
| (a song lyric) |