i want to be old

i want to be old

and creek by the fire

i want to smell of rotting wood

it's all i desire

i want my joints to seize up

i want my legs to ache

i want my eyesight to fail

i want my skin to flake

to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want false teeth

and not be able to chew

i want to be senile

a centenarian fool

i want to have lots of wrinkles

want my hearing to go

i want to be ignored

and i want to be slow

to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old

i want to be old