Can you feel the tubes glow from where you sit
And will they tell you
I'm not the same discussion with your friends
That you had had
Well, I'm feeling vainglorious
And then I suddenly retract
I'm not afraid to show you what you've seen
I'm still the same old man that I was when I was 10
Keeping to myself, hiding out for days
Calling out in jest, then in rage
There was so much to do and say
Do you think the same thoughts
And do you live a life of pleasure
In all the tame destruction
When it ends will you be sad?
But you reap the plains sown
And then you orally redact
The statements
You've been holding out for years
You're still the same old man
But you're wise beyond your age
Speaking to yourself, shutting out your fate
Falling out of step, keeping pace
There was so much to do
