Look in the mirror
Barely recognize the face
Days are growing shorter
Can't keep up this way
Sing along to old hardcore songs while I'm
Riding down the road
Trees they keep talking to me
Try to keep me from growing old
But I've never done what I'm told
No I never done what I'm told
Tell me lies
About the
Milky Way and skies
Tell me lies
About the blue moons under these eyes
Stare at my toes
Planted firmly in the dirt
My sister knows
She got the same type of hurt
Sing along to old gospel songs in the
Quiet of the night
Most days I get it wrong
O Help me get this right
Never done anything right
Stars surround
My feet again
Undertow pulls and I'm
Done fighting
Look at the sky
It's a clear December day
Gardens gone dry
And the geese all flown away
Sing along to old country songs while I'm
Standing in the kitchen
Break a bone and make a wish
But life's too short for wishing
Don't keep me from wishing