作曲 : Patrick Porter/Mike Jensen/Matt Davis/John Giddens/Ricky Holbrook/Josh Dies When I was a baby I could close the world Up in fleshy pink mitts Now the world flays the infant palms And the bones drip out in its spit When I was small I reached up so high And grasped at the morning star Now the wormwood topples down on me And smashes all my parts When I was a child my bones spread out Like peacock feathers alive Now the feathers wilt like cancerous boils Leaving sagging pores in my hide When I was of age I saw a gate so wide And a path so broad for the taking But the road to everything led to a cliff Where I sprawled out naked and aching Now that I'm old I see the light And I see it was never there Everything leads to nothing Nowhere and I don't even care I don't even care I don't even care I don't even care I don't
作曲 : Patrick Porter/Mike Jensen/Matt Davis/John Giddens/Ricky Holbrook/Josh Dies When I was a baby I could close the world Up in fleshy pink mitts Now the world flays the infant palms And the bones drip out in its spit When I was small I reached up so high And grasped at the morning star Now the wormwood topples down on me And smashes all my parts When I was a child my bones spread out Like peacock feathers alive Now the feathers wilt like cancerous boils Leaving sagging pores in my hide When I was of age I saw a gate so wide And a path so broad for the taking But the road to everything led to a cliff Where I sprawled out naked and aching Now that I'm old I see the light And I see it was never there Everything leads to nothing Nowhere and I don't even care I don't even care I don't even care I don't even care I don't
