'Another year has passed us by,'
say the old and weary
while the young and starry-eyed
see a bright new future nearing

'Times of trouble 'round the bend'
but we see a hopeful light,
this can't be very end
we see with a different sight

Out on the horizon,
glowing like the great warm sun
not setting-- it's rising
and toward it we will run and run

Meeting our fate head on,
brave, and bold, and true
and young and strong and wise beyond
our years-- that's me and you