Old man, Old man.

Old man, old man rocking on your chair,
You have so many stories to share.
And as your grandchildren gather at your feet,
You smile and you give them a treat.

Old man, Old man why are you so weak?
Is it all the hard work you've done in the years?
Or is it that your wise and known,
Or could it be everything you've done.

Old man, Old man did you always have fun?
Was life in the 50's as great as it seemed?
Did the centuries get better?
Or was everything just like a dream?

Old man, Old man so wise.
Why did the world start to spread so many lies?
Has everything changed?
Was it my generation to blame?

Little girl, Little girl with so many questions.
I have many, many suggestions.
You need to learn and find out what's right.
Never ever loose your sight in life.

Little girl, Little girl what are you doing?
Why ever did you start tattooing?
Ever think of how life once was?
Ever thought of anyone else besides yourself just because?

Little girl, Little girl why have you changed?
Was your life just rearranged?
Did everything just change in an instant?
Or is it that crowd you hang out with that did this?

Little girl, Little girl how are you doing?
I haven't spoken to you in a while,
I hope you are safe and calm in your new life.
I just hope you never lost sight.

Old man, Old man where did you go?
I've faked my life and I put on a show.
Everything I did was just an act.
But where are you now that the curtains are closed?