Rented P.A.

Propagandhi

Compositor: Propagandhi

Behold the cruel ravages of time
I fear the intervening years have not been kind
One day you lose a step
Next day a little more
Now panic and regret are
All you got in store

We have a simple choice to make
Lament the decline or welcome it with grace
The metamorphosis
The dispossession of
Cravings that haunted you
Kept telling you you are not enough
Why are we never enough?

Don't pine for glory days
Never were much anyways
So many missteps
So much cringe and regret

It's too bad just as things
Finally getting interesting it's time to go
Squeeze everything you can out of these fleeting years

Remember back when you were young?
When I was your everything, you're everyone?
Now you're the beast patrolling your domain
What a gift to watch you bloom though I decay
Wish I could freeze this frame

When you finally lower me into that grave
Take off to the Great White North sputtering out of a rented PA
Spare a prayer for wayward souls
I could use some help to find my way
Get back in your car and get on with your days
Destiny awaits

Don't pine for glory days
Never were any anyways