Текст песни: Old Man Time Ain't No Friend of Mine + перевод

Wake up in a room where steel guitars

Turn to steel bars,.

You know I’ve lived here to long

Try to write these songs about being bored

Why am I so surprised when they all prove boring songs?

The second hand holds still while the hour hand slips by

I don’t know just how long I’ve been here

I’ll just stare out the window and contemplate the sky

While I grow older than my years

Plucking strings at the site of my bed

By a stack of books most of which I’ve never read

I want to capture in sound the way things are

But I’d regret it in the morning if I smashed my guitar

Well they’re never going to tell us just what’s coming around the bend

But there’s one thing I can count on

That’s that old man time is not my fucking friend

For the reaper lurks in stillness, but motion too is death

Me, I float between them, moving in and out to the rhythm of my breath

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