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Jukebox The Ghost

Getting Older

 

Getting Older


Hey, you see the seasons as they're sliding by
You breathe the air and hold it deep inside
In hopes you can slow things down
Hey, each second passing is a minute late
Every new moment just a cause to wait
For the next one, and the next one, to roll in

I'm not sure that we were put on this earth
With any other purpose beyond our own worth
And you can say that I'm naïve, that I'm so immature

But I'm still getting older and getting older all the time
Getting older all the time
Getting older all the time

Hey, each morning slips in like a hammer's swing
To slowly drip us into useless things
Like you know you were meant for one purpose (Ooh)
Hey, you think the years that pass you're counting down
Waiting to drag us all back into the ground
That's a deadline I won't argue around

I'm not convinced that we're only alive
Just for some remnants of ourselves to survive
And you can say I'm a man, so I've got plenty of time

But I'm still getting older and getting older
I'm getting older, and older, and older
I'm getting older and getting older all the time
Getting older all the time
Getting older all the time

There's garbage the ocean and blood in the rain
And the air we breathe is car exhaust, it seeps in our veins
And there's too many people and not enough space
So what's the point of dumping some poor kid in his place?
We could just live on the beach, and spend the rest of our days
Watching the sunset, grow lines on our face
Instead of furthering destruction of a sick human race
We could do what we wanna do, and at our own pace

While we're getting older, and older, and older
We're getting older, and older, and older
We're getting older and getting older all the time
Getting older all the time
Getting older all the time
Getting older all the time

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