Jack Growden - Age

Jack Growden - Age

You won't hear me knocking br But I'm always right by the door. br I will elude your sight br Behind your back; beneath your jaw. br Though for all of my mystique br And strange habits one can be sure br That even if I take a while, br Blessed with cunning wit and guile, br I will triumph and own the last straw. br br For as much as you resist, br Pretend to not care and ignore, br The simple fact remains true - br I control this enduring score br So embrace me; use me, br Don't discard me; fear me no more. br I won't relent at any stage br Because I am what they all call Age - br The judge; the jury; the divine law.


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Uploaded: 2014-10-29

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