All Music Must Die

[Verse 1]
We must grow old
So do our ideas, our ideas
Daughter, you know
All things, they must die, they must die

[Chorus]
With the world always changing
Constantly adjust
But the past will stay another day

[Verse 2]
My son will sing
By then, no more words, no more words
Our songs in past
The noise, it will end, it will end

[Chorus]
And the times are changing
Once again, we adjust
But the past will stay another day

And the times are changing
With the world, always changing
And we find new friends
Still the past will stay another day