all the wrinkles upon my body tell me its time for a grand finale
they’re always on the, on the, money
a single wrinkle is holdin steady, tells me we may not be ready
but we can’t wait any longer
and the time that got away
is the time that won’t come back
you can mourn your wasted days
or you can live for the days that have not passed away quite yet
I didn’t know what I was doin, I didn’t know if I could do it no
and everything that I had gathered, in the end it didn’t matter, no
and the time that slipped away
is the time you wont get back
you can mourn your wasted days
or you can live for the days that have not passed away quite yet