Grey Hair

Maybe, you're not the only one

You might, wait and see me become

A candle, precarious psychically among

The ill at ease, the summer breeze

But sugar soda pop songs play on the radio

I get short of breath because I can't slow downMaybe, you'll learn to live on stage

Rambling in a staggering haze

And maybe American kids will start a craze

Devoid death, bleeding heads

But lusting for hollowness releases a cold sweat

I get short of breath because I can't slow down

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