So Old (Lyrics)
As the years go by
I’ve never felt so old
Never has a heated debate with you
Seemed so cold
I cry in the mirror
To see how it feels
To be the only one kicked on the ground
Or left scrounging meals.
Snow flurries in Februrary
Like a cold month should
Yet the flames of the fire
Melt away all it could
The fire burns
I grow so old
Never has a heated debate been so cold
Look at the mirror
At the face in the glass
Never has a loving face become so crass
Look out the window
Torn to shreds
Look at the flurries
Floating dread
Floating to nothing and how does it feel?
To be a lone watcher
Cold as ice steel
And angry as lightning
Copyright © Brooke Wolfe | Year Posted 2007
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