All is wellnAll is well with my soulnnAll is youngnAll is so youngnnIf these days are numberednNothing really matters to me, babynnIf I could separate killers from the swordnI will serve no morenIf you don't take wisdom from the treenYou will never bennCome on, lend me some gracenUntil right now, I've been so goodnIn my lifenYa know, in my lifennFed up with the reasons whilenI'm drifting through the seasons,nThis I'm sure ofnnIf I could separate killers from the swordnI will serve no morenIf you don't take wisdom from the treenYou will never bennIf you don't drink water from the stonenYou will never know