from Unreleased

I grow older
Getting wiser, everyday
'Cause when I fall down now
I don't jump back up
I let 'em count to eight
Slower
Getting slower
I have lost a step or two
It's time to face the facts
Buy a pair of plaid slacks
'n sit around like old guys do
'Cause when I go out late at night
To have a beer
I sit and wonder why my friends aren't here
Is this a joke on me?
They're all home playing with their families
I am the oldest person in this bar
And I am drinking with children on a field trip to observe me in
my habitat
Quiet
It's so quiet
In my house
when I get home
I got three mean fish,
And a yellow dog
I do not live alone
When I close my eyes at night
I feel so small
Like I never really loved at all
'Cause if I did I'd have some proof
Another life or two beneath my roof
It's just a bad recurring dream I have
When I suspect I have misspent my youth
Could have fooled me too
Childish
It's so childish
To resist the dying light
But I'm still the same
Some things never change
I wanna stay up all night

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