These Stars Are Fading

About musing on old times, wondering if they were really as wonderful as you believed. And facing the rush of the coming years.

I look into the mirror

I see a face

Haggard and old before it's time

Here I am

Trying to figure out

When my youth went away

And now I feel

Some old sentiment

Rose-tinted gloss of old times

Here I stand

Stressed and weary

The records have ceased to play

And even the stars seem faded

The wild rivers now trickling, tamed

My adolescent soul, now jaded

I'm lucky to still be alive 

But I've been wishing for more

I glance at the hills

All colours run to nothing

I'm worse than I used to be

Here I'll remain

An ageing heart filled with pain

The neon city brings only pain

And how I feel

Desperate for attention

Some trick of the light for old times

Forget it now

I don't want to be wild

I despise my old youth 

And even the stars seem faded

The wild rivers now trickling, tamed

My adolescent soul, now jaded

I'm lucky to still be alive 

But I've been wishing for more