Outer Heaven Dude Ranch

I'm waiting for a calling
I am sitting by the line
I am bent up in a strange way
I am begging for another try

Is it weird?
Do you feel bad?
If it's gross, we can leave now

Crack it open
It's not so bad

I'm two years older, resenting the passage
And holding your masthead like I'm going to drown without it
Time isn't a lover in the way it likes to play
I'm getting older every due I pay
I've seen it, and it's bigger
Are you scared of your birthright?
It is clear, it's all around me
I can't in good conscience beg for a lost fight

Is it sad?
You can tell me
And it's hard, just show me

Tear it back
It's not so bad

I'm ten years older, waving the same white flag
Time isn't a lover in the way it likes to play
I'm getting older every due I pay
Time isn't a fighter, but it will get its way
I'm getting older every word I say

Come back to me and forget it
You're looking past me, you don't get it
You were born enough here to fight it
There's a door there, reach in one day
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me
Come back to me

Time isn't a lover in the way it likes to play
I'm getting older every due I pay
Time isn't a fighter, but it will get its way
I'm getting older every word I say