Falling To Part

He threw an apple core over arm He was aiming for the bushes yonder But his shoulder popped with a loud report He cried in pain and the core fell short Could be the end of his lobbing days now? Time is passing, time is passing, time is passing, time is passing Right now he's old but one day he'll be older Then he'll stop getting old and he'll start getting colder Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go? Where did it all go?