At the age of 39 I was leveled
I was disheveled
a broken down shadow
of the man I used to know
Not as strong as I used to be
Feel the ground getting harder beneath my feet
I learned Stories are told
by the light that you show
I know by now I'll never be a shining star
But I'll be damned
if I stay in one place
til I no longer glow
I found love in the weirdest of ways
I found a mask where I can hide my face
I got a job that pays but I can't help but say
that my fortune left me yesterday
When I was a child we put our toys away
but those chests have all just gathered dust
in the attics of the forgotten ones
The rooms where we once played
have all been torn down from years of decay
but please let the memories stay in my mind forever
At the age of 39 I am still swinging
I'm still a bullwhip made of fine leather
that will leave its mark upon you
Not as swift as I was years ago
I don't heal quite as quick as I used to you know
And I have wear upon my engine, but miles left to go
and the songs that I once sang
are now older than my age
so I'll scream and scream until I'm done
and all my lines that were once straight
are now turned in different ways and shapes
But I'll bend them as I go yes I'll bend them as I go
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