And my friend is carrying a trapezoid.
I've gotta stem the tide 'till it washes over,
And build back the castle walls that time destroyed.
When the nights were longer and our legs were stronger,
I remember singing 'till our our voice grew thin.
I remember laughing, I remember dreaming,
And what I've forgotten, you can well fill in.
Edit: see if you can keep it 12-11.