He walks down main
His favourite hat and cane
Still feels the same as the boy he Used to be
Dry are his lips
Callused are his finger tips
Molasses memory thick a Lifetime in his head
He's seen all he can see
Man, he's heard all he can hear
Drowning out the voices until They disappear
He keeps drowning out the Voices until they disappear
What a world to be wasted
No time to be free
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
And the dreams that you're Chasing
Will be lost with the trees
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
He got stories bout' it
About growing old
About a black bridge, and a Blue bird
And a girl he loves
And they got hitched and
He couldn't get enough
But when I asked him where She was
He said with the stars up above
What a world to be wasted
No time to be free
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
And the dreams that you're Chasing
Will be lost to the sea
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
Love the one you're with
Hold the one you love
In time we do exist
You better get it all before
Your time runs out
Jaded Man
What a world to be wasted
No time to be free
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
And the dreams that you're Chasing
Will be lost in the breeze
Said the man on a cold bench to Me
Jaded Man