Too Old To Die Young

(álbum: Creep On Creepin' On - 2011)

These signs of natural disasters
Predictions of a brutal force
In case you're thinking of escaping
Before you wake, I'll take your horse

No incantation now will save us
Now that we're too old to die young
You may not look inside my mind anymore
But always standard time takes over

I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up now

My eunuch on your mystic parkway
I kept my eyes and arms bereft
Our garden would not grow by flash light
I kept so quiet I went deaf

I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up

I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up now
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up now

You may not look inside my mind anymore
Now you may leave my arms of moss
And it's time we burned our bridges down
So I know I won't come creeping to your cross

I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up now
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up
I'm giving it, giving it, giving it giving it all up now