This Progression
Getting older and more impatiently
Looking back at where we ought to be
Slow down as I regress
I’ll fade as you progress
Breath more talk less
Oh there’s much more to this
Had to leave it all to let go
Wash it down with amaretto
This progression seems to lead on
My obsession seems to feed on
If you want me I will stay
We’ll sit around and waste the day
With all these dieing trees I scream
Oh there’s much more to this