Texty: James Taylor. One Man Band. Never Die Young.

We were ring-around-the-rosy children
They were circles around the sun
Never give up, never slow down
Never grow old, never ever die young

Synchronized with the rising moon
Even with the evening star
They were true love written in stone
They were never alone, they were never that far apart

And we who couldn't bear to believe they might make it
We got to close our eyes
Cut up our losses into doable doses
Ration our tears and sighs

You could see them on the street on a Saturday night
Everyone used to run them down
They're a little too sweet, they're a little too tight
They're not enough tough for this tough town

We couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole
Oh No, it didn't seem to rattle at all
They were fused together body and soul
That much more with their backs up against the wall

Oh, hold them up, hold them up

Never do let them fall
Prey to the dust and the rust and the ruin
That names us and claims us and shames us all

I guess it had to happen someday soon
There wasn't nothing to hold them down
They would rise from among us like a big balloon
Take the sky, and forsake the ground

Oh, yes, other hearts were broken
And I know other dreams ran dry
But our golden ones sail on and on
To another land beneath another sky
oh
Let other hearts be broken
Let other dreams run dry
Just let us own golden one sail and on
To another land beneath another sky

Beneath another sky

Hold them on