Years on
You’re the author of my head
And I couldn’t light up the room,
See, it’s awkward if I’d said that “I wouldn’t sit back and lose”
If I gotta be there for me
(Death, be on time for me)
well, I’m kind feeling there, fully
(Let me unwind, fully)
You’re out on the border, where time left
and I shouldn’t care like I do,
but I’ll be going on and on for 40 years saying “hell, what I wouldn’t do
just to be around, feel better now”
my god, I can’t stop it, so let it ring,
I bet it won’t mean a thing.
You said it don’t mean a thing.
Spent every autumn getting taller,
All of my favourites have moved
right to the corners or their boredom
And I couldn’t sit there with you
If I gotta be there for me,
(Life, be on time for me)
‘Cause I’ve been going on and on for all these years
hell, what I wouldn’t do
just to make a sound, make it real loud,
my god, I can’t stop it, I let it win,
I bet it won’t mean a thing.
You said it don’t mean a thing.