There will always be Young Souls that can 't reform

Tossed into life 's storm

They 'll try their sails

Before they will be forewarned

When the going comes and just won 't let you be

How is it that you see

What will enslave you what will set you free

Give it all away again just playing for today

Got to go away again and throw it all away

Leaving everything moving to another town

Willing to play the clown

Forgetting that each up

Will have a down

Packing a case and carrying my guitar

Look up and see how far

Away up in the sky there hangs a star

Give it all away again just playing for today

Got to go away again and throw it all away

There will be some folks that never will agree

With the majority

About what is real and what is fantasy

There will always be them folks that can 't reform

Tossed into Life 's storm

They 'll tear their sails before they will conform