in our present state
 part false part true
 like anything
 we present ourselves

 the words we use
 tumble
 all over
 your shoulder
 gravelhard and loose

 there all night
 lying
 with your dark horse
 hiding
 abhorring such extremes

 you?re rubbbing shoulders
 with the stars
 at night shining si bright

 getting older
 but you?ll wake up
 soon and fight

 in the morning
 things you worried about
 last night

 will seem lighter
 I hope things
 will turn out right

 old man -
 through every step a change
 you watch me wlk away
 taraa taraa.........