Text písně Silversun Pickups: Growing Old Is Getting Old

Growing Old Is Getting Old


So we all
Are growing old
And it's getting old

Pressure on
Our hollow bones
And the varicose

Suddenly
We decompose
But we're not alone

So we all
Are growing old

Maybe we're sealed in silence
And maybe we feel a guidance
Maybe your own devices
Will keep you afraid and cold
But I

Memorized
Your smile lines
From left to right

Came to life
In childlike
Reaction time

We're allowed
To expire
We're ourselves in my heart

So we all
Are growing old

Put out the fear of silence
And put out the need for guidance
And put out your own devices
And don't be afraid of the cold

And we sing, sing, sing
Fight, we fight, fight
We cry, cry, cry
We slide, slide, we slide into the light

We sing, fight, we cry
We slide, slide, we slide into the light

Maybe we're sealed in silence
And maybe we feel a guidance
Maybe your own devices
Will keep you afraid and cold, well

Pull out the fear of silence
Put out the need for guidance
Put out your own devices
And don't be afraid of the cold
Afraid of the cold
Afraid of the time
You've got no where to go but here







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