Cease running
We are old
The street is swelling
But we are getting small
Cease speaking
We are old
There are rules to obey
As the marching trumpet fades away
Let us sleep, face to face
Some naughty laughters will lead us to an endless river
Let us jump in, swim

beautiful!

I like it

"We'd go down to the river. And into the river we'ddive..."

Bruce Springsteen!