No Matter

from Twenty-Something Mutant Nobodies by Brown Bags

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lyrics

I feel a weight descend on my shoulders. Could it be I’m getting older? So much time has passed. I’m getting tired. So much time remains. Just let me rest for awhile.

Look to my window, see the Sun start to fall. Its rays draw my gaze to my bedroom wall. People and places locked behind frames. The light shines upon them. I watch the colors fade.

I need to take a walk. I need to go outside. The ivy tangles around my ankles, creeps up my thighs. I set my teeth a-grinding, the ivory powder flies. It’s too late to move my feet. It comes as no surprise.

I feel a weight on my shoulders. Could it be that I’ve gotten older? I’ve been aging since I was born. Never let it stop me before. I still have my youth, but for how long? Will I still be standing here when it’s gone?

I must remind myself, my night is someone’s day. Win or lose, gain or loss, it doesn’t matter anyway.

I need to take a walk I need to go outside but all the ivory’s wrapped too tightly ‘round my thighs but if I were set free I don’t know where I’d go the blood can’t reach my head when my heart’s made of stone I must remind myself my night is someone’s day I must convince myself it doesn’t matter anyway

I feel a weight settle into my shoulders. It comes as no surprise; I’ve gotten older. So much time has passed, but how much time remains
For me to grow
For me to learn
How much time for me to change?

When that Golden Orb grows too heavy for my hands
I’ll lay my wrinkled brow on a silken bed of sand
Let it fill my mouth, rob the moisture from my tongue
Got no more words to speak

My work here is done