I've started to notice who I've started to be
Someone who stays more often than leaves
Who'll talk and laugh, not just at my phone
A bit better at being alone
Every year, it gets a little less true
When I tell myself I've got nothing to lose
I'm just scared right now of all that I have
But I know it too will pass away
Leaving clarity
To help me rearrange my priorities
Experiential knowledge of what I can change
And what'll change me
Or am I getting old?
And just smart enough to know what I can't control
But not enough not to try anyway, anyway
I've got a question for whoever might know
Is it by design life speeds up as it goes?
So I send out a prayer, doesn't hurt much to ask
Come on, let the good times last
I'll wait for my maturity
To help me redefine what makes me happy
When all that's worth anything is who I've changed
And who has changed me
I know it's a cliché
To give up on your dreams at a certain age
But dreaming implies waking up someday, someday
Through a crack in the shades I feel the light on my skin
Thirty-three years I've been sleeping in
But the room is so cold and my bed is so warm
Think I'll dream a little more