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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.