Grow Mold Die Old

One foot in the grave
Get old and weird looking
Grow mold
Die old
Same ending either way
Don't owe them anything
Grow mold
Die old

Your youth
Don't cling
Get old and weird looking
Frog eyes
Old goat
Gray hair
Crooked bones
Better to let it creep
Get thin and leathery
A body like your home
Cluttered and overgrown

One foot in the grave
Get old and weird looking
Grow mold
Die old
Same ending either way
Don't owe them anything
Grow mold
Die old

A crone
Deep roots
Always be making soup
A shadow
A creep
That house on that street
A total disregard
Spend your time on something odd
The last thing we need
Another ghost of twenty-something



Credits
Writer(s): Roger Biersborn
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