I have been a lot like you, always knew   The answer to everything I ran into   I happened to change a bit, this is true,   While losing my grip on it, oh what is new      We should now decide where we wanna be   Twenty years from now   Try to break some ground   Don't grow up and be disappointed in yourself      The answer to everything, this is true   Your roots are the only thing we hang on to      Listen for a while, where you wanna go   Twenty years from now, try to break some ground   For you will be in my tree, sequoia   I was here before ya, for a while, a long, long while