An Old Man's Woes

I thought I'd scream it all if I sought to speak of things so bleak at all
So I kept it to myself
Locked up inside my head
But now I'm decaying from within

Each day grows longer, yet somehow the same
Engines and tires that seem to spin in place
Oh, what did I wish for that landed me here? I'll never know
Just that it only gets worse

Aspiring to new lows
How many years has it been?
Somewhere back there the colors went away
All that's left is dissonant and grey
All that's left is all that's left
The things we long to control will grow to control us

I want to see where I've been
I want to know what it fucking meant

An old man's face reflects back at me. Woesome, weary, I've never thought so clearly
It gets worse



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Writer(s): Dan Kelly
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