The center stages between birth and death:

In the days of my youth, I was told what means to be a man …

Now I’m going outside to have an ice cold beer in the shade

Oh, I’m going to listen to my 45’sAin’t it wonderful to be alive when the rock n’ roll plays, yeah

But now the days are short, I’m in the autumn of my yearsAnd now I think of my life as vintage wineFrom fine old kegsFrom the brim to the dregsIt poured sweet and clear