Il testo della New age

Time as time goes by we hear our voices changing low or high
Eyes as we need sleep we realise bags are forming socially
Hilltops we wish to climb but our legs are getting every night

When time is up people go to no age land

Ties as friendships fall we remember faces from foreign shores
Signs they never lie as we are still reminded you never die
Hilltops we wish to climb but our legs are getting older every night