Becoming Velveteen
One more trip around the sun for me
Every year I'm older, and a little less green
Losin' some strands, elasticity and sheen
Losin' my patience and my naivete
Gettin' a little wiser, and a little bit mean
Watch me shine while I become velveteen
The years, they just keep rollin' on by
Sneakin up behind me and sucking my time
Collecting the collateral damage of life
Experience and knowledge are double edged knives
Polishing my savoir faire and my gritty jive
With devastating losses but still I survive
Being real is not about how you are made
But how you choose to learn every time that you're played
Once you are real, your shabbiness doesn't matter
But look out, this world can make you mad as a hatter
The very best people are a little bit mad
A little bit joyful, a little bit sad
Fiercely courageous and fiercely afraid
So go ahead, do your worst
Why don't you throw me your shade
Cause I'm sure as hell not lookin' to fit into your mold
Little children - that's where you're gonna find that pot of gold
Standin' right here on the flip side of yesterday's dreams
There's no goin' back, I'm gonna have to deal with the gray
The lines on my face, the wiggle in my hips
And random obscentities tumblin' out of these lips
One more trip around the sun for me
Every year I'm older, and a little less green
Losin some strands, elasticity and sheen
Losin my patience and my naivete
A little bit wiser and a little bit mean
Watch me shine while I become velveteen
Every year I'm older, and a little less green
Losin' some strands, elasticity and sheen
Losin' my patience and my naivete
Gettin' a little wiser, and a little bit mean
Watch me shine while I become velveteen
The years, they just keep rollin' on by
Sneakin up behind me and sucking my time
Collecting the collateral damage of life
Experience and knowledge are double edged knives
Polishing my savoir faire and my gritty jive
With devastating losses but still I survive
Being real is not about how you are made
But how you choose to learn every time that you're played
Once you are real, your shabbiness doesn't matter
But look out, this world can make you mad as a hatter
The very best people are a little bit mad
A little bit joyful, a little bit sad
Fiercely courageous and fiercely afraid
So go ahead, do your worst
Why don't you throw me your shade
Cause I'm sure as hell not lookin' to fit into your mold
Little children - that's where you're gonna find that pot of gold
Standin' right here on the flip side of yesterday's dreams
There's no goin' back, I'm gonna have to deal with the gray
The lines on my face, the wiggle in my hips
And random obscentities tumblin' out of these lips
One more trip around the sun for me
Every year I'm older, and a little less green
Losin some strands, elasticity and sheen
Losin my patience and my naivete
A little bit wiser and a little bit mean
Watch me shine while I become velveteen
Credits
Writer(s): Denia Kirk
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