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The Beau Brummels - I Grow Old lyrics
In my room are demons On the ceiling hangin' Once I was a he-man Lost in time now danglin' Once I was a fellow grown to have good fun Now it's done Stallions young and fearless Grown to graze in pastures What was keen and conscious Dissipates to ashes What we see as future time we'll see as old I grow cold I grow cold That was good when younger Youth marks old with laughter Youth is life much stronger They will learn hereafter That tides change whether fights are lost or won And it's done And it's done |
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