Grand

A bottle of red wine
 Blossoms with age
 And a life's master craft
 Is revered in a frame
 But somewhere along the line
 Wisdom became weak
 And a quarter through our time
 Is where we now hit our peak
 You will do well
 To remember the wise
 Look into their eyes
 And leave the mirror far behind
 When did old start meaning too late?
 And when did grand stop meaning great?
 The obsession of the world
 Is fleeing from the grave
 Fleeting youth and looks
 are taking center stage
 But beneath all the chatter
 what is it we say?
 That your heart doesn't matter
 once your head shows some gray?
 You will do well
 To remember the wise
 Look into their eyes
 And leave the mirror far behind
 When did old start meaning too late?
 And when did grand stop meaning great?
 Run while you can, 'cause one day you will be slow
 Shine while you can, 'cause one day the glow will go
 But I hope it doesn't take 'til then for you to know
 That what really matters doesn't go when you grow
 You will do well
 To remember the wise
 Look into their eyes
 And leave the mirror far behind
 When did old start meaning too late?
 And when did grand stop meaning great?