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• Artiste: Alkateya
• Titre: Old Man
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Old man Your life is upon your shoulders The saddest thing that looks outside Behind your fading eyes Old days That coming back, are painful Forgotten once when life was hope Keep burning out your soul Like the ashes of your dead Cracking slowly, endlessly All those presences you had Simple tears in the sea You feel The flame that fades away The gift of life a weight you bear And won't carry no more Old man, you're on your own This world is not your home Old man, you'll be alone Going home Your life Wasted without profit A bet too high against the fate You thought you knew so well Sad tale With nobody to listen Why look ahead, tomorrow's just An empty page that's missing Grief can change to irony With the burden of the years Anger is the sanctuary Where you sacrifice your fears You've learn The most sour of lessons To lose the smile and still keep laughing On and on and on... Old man, you're on your own This world is not your home Old man, you'll be alone Going home Old man Old age now is against you The deepest thing we see inside Your pale and closing eyes Your days Quickly passing by And while your time is running out There's nothing to old on to In the night you lay awake In the silence fearing death Will come treacherously to take you You're afraid of your own breath No one Would notice your departure Six feet of clay with just a number The story of your life Old man, you're on your own This world is not your home Old man, you'll be alone Going home...