Текст песни Temperance - Higher Role

Holding on to the memories like a string,
Not knowing what tomorrow holds or will bring.
Fantasy or reality - what is the truth:
Is life a game or a trial we're put through?
Holding on to the memories...
People often expect me to succeed;
They try to make me play a higher role.
That is not me.
They try to mke the future
Sound like it's "Make or break,"
I know it's true but I'm not going to struggle
For the responsibilities of growning old
Age is only a limitation that is within our minds,
And not our souls.
Help - please don't make me grow old,
These are the best days of my life.