The future doesn't exist
It's a projected idea
That's got you running in circles
It's got you chasing your tail
It's got you running in circles
It's got you up on the fence

God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old
God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old

Time it isn't real
It's just the measure of change
That's got you running in circles
It's got you chasing your tail
It's got you running in circles
It's got you up on the fence

God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old
God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old
God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old
God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old

The past is nothing but context
It's not like a place that you could go back to
You're running in circles
It's got you chasing your tail
It's got you running in circles
It's got you up on the fence

God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old
God, is young, yeah, God is young
And maybe we're the ones who, grow old