Down on my flexible flyer   To the bottom how fast I would go   Just waiting for me under the tree   And out in the snow      A cowboy, a nurse or a fireman   There's so many things that you can be   You can set bigger goals, but set your soul   Yeah, set your soul free      Times, places and situations   Lead us to an early grave   When we get there we see   Just what did we save?      If your heart is a flame burning brightly   You'll have light and you'll never be cold   And soon you will know that you just grow   You're not growing old      If the wheels of your wagon are rusty   You can paint them until they are new   You can roll down a hill, but if you can't   Then I pity you