Old Man's Blues

Two years on a treadmill just spinning round and round
So much mis-comunication – don't want to hear another sound
Just want to stop running and lay down on the ground
And not just keep on feeling like a spring that's over wound
Just want to find some peace if there's any to be found

Five years since I took that fork in the road
Did it add another burden or did it lighten the load?
Am I moving toward the light or am I left to wander in the cold?
Tell me what was promised, tell what has been foretold
Tell me who's been bought and tell me who's been sold

Bridge:
The path is hard and the path is long
You can't always know which way is right or wrong
All you can do is to try to be strong
Just keep singing your song (3 times)

Crying in the wilderness for ten long years
Nothing to show except a bucket full of tears
There's a price to pay if you don't face up to your fears
Let me tell you something and let me make it clear
It's time to quit whining and get on out of here
                                                  
Many (60) years down, how many more to go?
When it's all over will there be anything to show?
Things seemed different a long, long time ago
Less complicated and they moved a little slow
It's harder now just to keep up with the flow

Bridge  

Thirty years spent under the gun
Did you think it was all for fun?
No reason now to be on the run
Almost back where it was begun
It's too late to be undone