For your pleasure
   in our present state
   part false part true
   like anything
   we present ourselves
  
   the words we use
   tumble
   all over
   your shoulder
   gravelhard and loose
  
   there all night
   lying
   with your dark horse
   hiding
   abhorring such extremes
  
   you´re rubbbing shoulders
   with the stars
   at night shining si bright
  
   getting older
   but you´ll wake up
   soon and fight
  
   in the morning
   things you worried about
   last night
  
   will seem lighter
   I hope things
   will turn out right
  
   old man -
   through every step a change
   you watch me wlk away
   taraa taraa.............