Grey

That pernicious age devil

Falls upon the unsuspecting!

It comes upon a midnight air

Uprooting the most precious

Processions of vanity fair

On the gilded stage of life!

We hold these truths

To be self-evident

That we should possess

Youth for an eternity

But alas, that's not in the cards

That are dealt us at conception!

There's no need to fret

Silver is a precious color

A crown of maturity

That rings a perfect sound

Which logic hears well!

Silver is precious!