I'm cooked over easy
My chest up toward the sky
A crack in the ceiling
Blue wind, traffic lights
And the patterns pull me into sleep
I'm on low heat, tumble, circling
It's just another wave that you can't see
But, I keep looking down, I'm soaking
Wet, my shirt is drenched
That's it, I'm through
With feeling like I've got a heart that won't stop burning up, but
It keeps taking on fights it never thought
It would be put through, and I keep leading these plots
I thought I'd never lead a 1950's sci-fi B-movie
Weird creatures and things out of the deep creep up behind me
No! Yet those times of gold are growing
Old! and I wasn't 20 when
I said those things back then
But I'm still the only one I've ever been
I got caught up looking at lights
A soft beam to reach out through the night (Yeah!)
But even when I wasn't thinking my
Heart kept beating on
And when I walked out the kitchen door
The back of the building was cool and dark
And I felt the same way the night before
It's like I'm locked in motion every moment
No! Yet those times of gold are growing
Old! and I wasn't 20 when
I said those things back then
Am I still the only one I've ever been?
(If not, will I ever be again?)
(If not now, when? When?)
Cause I keep growing, I keep growing old
And I'm growing old
And I'm growing old
And I'm growing old
And I know, it was special then but now it's nothing
Stale smoke, I breath it in and out then mutter something
Wait! No! That's not the way I was, I'm veering off
But it won't stop and
I keep growing
I keep growing
I, keep, growing
Oh, oh, oh
Yet those times of gold are growing, old
And I'm not 30 yet. Yeah but my land I bet
Until the drenched with wet
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