Originally Posted by Trollheart

Song 4

The time for alterations has not arrived
Take your ease, do not rush, for youth is yet yours, and this can be seen as a failing
You have yet to experience what is ahead.
Locate a woman, stop sowing your wild oats, perchance you may wed if that is your wish
Regard he who sings; age has withered me however I do not cry.
There was a time when you would have seen yourself in me
And I'm cognisant of the fact that things can be difficult
Remaining level-headed once one discovers a conspiracy
However my counsel is not to rush into anything
Cogitate much upon it, reflect on what is yours
For after today you will remain here, however this may not be true of the things about which you fantasise.