When I was younger
I wasn't as worried
If a fortune I failed to see happened to slip through my hands
Now that I'm older
I feel that I'm losing ground
'Cause I never invested in anything I could retire on
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
There's peace in distraction
And comfort in cold routine
And the fabric I fought against finally found I can yield
While missing in action
The fantasy set kicks in
But the stories I tell myself never compare to the past
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
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When I was younger
I wasn't as worried
If a fortune I failed to see happened to slip through my hands
Now that I'm older
I feel that I'm losing ground
'Cause I never invested in anything I could retire on
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
There's peace in distraction
And comfort in cold routine
And the fabric I fought against finally found I can yield
While missing in action
The fantasy set kicks in
But the stories I tell myself never compare to the past
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
I wasn't as worried
If a fortune I failed to see happened to slip through my hands
Now that I'm older
I feel that I'm losing ground
'Cause I never invested in anything I could retire on
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
There's peace in distraction
And comfort in cold routine
And the fabric I fought against finally found I can yield
While missing in action
The fantasy set kicks in
But the stories I tell myself never compare to the past
This lone existence seems absurd to me
Though one significance occurred to me
I'm too remiss with this cold currency
Writer: Tim Adams
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Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), O/B/O DistroKid