I have been a lot like you, always knew

The answer to everything I ran into

I happened to change a bit, this is true,

While losing my grip on it, oh what is new



We should now decide where we wanna be

Twenty years from now

Try to break some ground

Don't grow up and be disappointed in yourself



The answer to everything, this is true

Your roots are the only thing we hang on to



Listen for a while, where you wanna go

Twenty years from now, try to break some ground

For you will be in my tree, sequoia

I was here before ya, for a while, a long, long while