Middle Ages

My hair is thinning
It's not that gray
And I am not vain
But I feel less pretty, babe
I've gone soft
Except for where I'm baggy
Or where I'm fat and flabby
And it hurts me when I cough. *cough, cough*
I never thought that
I'd be rich or famous
I expected all the aimless
Surprised by all the hopeless
I should've been told this
That life is just a grind
That we're just doing our time
That we're not really owed this

I've been told
That it gets better when you're old
But I don't know
I still got goals
I could go
Walk the beach with trousers rolled
Just singing songs
That no one knows
Bear the load
Cuz I got others that I owe
And I've got love
For all of those
Walk the road
Even tho the going's slow
That's how it goes
So it goes
So it goes

I'm too slow
I can't do my old tricks
I take more time to fix
And this I know
So I'm afraid
To abbreviate my pages
All in these Middle Ages
And I just can't refrain
From making plans
To say my love to you
To accept you love me, too
And that is all that we have
Until we die
We make it better together
We will try to live forever
And, who knows? We just might

I've been told
That it gets better when you're old
But I don't know
I still got goals
I could go
Walk the beach with trousers rolled
Just singing songs
That no one knows
Bear the load
Cuz I got others that I owe
And I've got love
For all of those
Walk the road
Even tho the going's slow
That's how it goes
So it goes
So it goes
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