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Mother meets you
in a garden full of roses, son
she says summer went crazy
and she's not the only one
and each of these roses
must follow it's fate on his own
At least i got you son
so i'm not the only one
Getting older
Getting older
gettingoldergettingoldergettingolder
I've been old all along
I've been old all along
I've been old all along
My mother meets you
In a lavender field near Tibet
she says summer went crazy
but we haven't fallen yet
ahh this wind's blowing soft
and still offers you time to come back
to her
So don't ponder on misdeeds
and answer this call
from your nest
Getting older getting older...
Mother meets you and she tosses her crown
at your feet
Says what you're describing
is nothing but your own defeat
And all of this madness
is all but just something to hide from.
we're not here to find a solution
but to find one another
Getting Older...
I've been old all along and I feel
all the ways that I made in myself to conceal
and I was tempted or hunted by sounds of the earth
and they told me to go
but then
will I ever come back