When people get old

by Lizem   Jul 28, 2006


In a new age world where time and money dominate success and...
he'll laugh at you. he'll laugh at me, just as long as you're not the big woman.
Every time I look around, wait around, screw around, think of all the time we're wasting, remember all those things we did those love memories seem never ending.

I wish I could have stayed a little girl, but time never halts.
Its always going faster.
I wish I could've slow it down.
When I look at the things, all the things, ever thing seems to go slow.
And nothing ever seems to move
until the day your hair starts to go.
When its time to give it up,
have a rest, burn the box,
kiss it all goodbye and wouldn't have enough change to pay the fees to undertakers sea sand.

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