Older

Lyrics

Your nails are dirty from the city
I catch you thinking it’s a pity
You ever had that bluebird tattoo on your shoulder
Sunlight spelling summer dresses
Across your Judes, across your Tesses
But the evenings always turn out to be colder

Chorus:
Older… Do the days that come now fly by?
Older… Does the blood that boiled now run dry?
Older… Still too much to be done to sit and just wonder why

There’s a box you keep the past in
You keep it locked, you keep it lasting
Your mother’s photograph, the things you never told her
A child demanding your attention
A quarrel needs your intervention
The words you use surprise you when you scold her

Chorus

When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
When your youth burned like a coal
You said you wanted to make it white-hot
But in the hard sell of your soul you got stamped out
Like an ingot

Chorus

Song Description

“Older” is about me getting older and about aging in general. When you set out to write songs that you expect to change the world, you are clearly driven by a lot of youthful adrenaline… Its been a hard, hard lesson which boils down to, ‘if you’re going to commit yourself totally you’d better know what the fuck it is you’re getting into’. Getting older is hellish… Mike Jones

Versions

• AStudio Version (3:25)
• BStudio Version (4:31)
• CLive (4:45)

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