Just another day,I go about my business I start to shave in my ordinary way Nothing has changed, yet something is different Ah yes Its my birthday today My skin feels a little tighter The razor bites at my face What are those lines in the mirror? Cant seem to wipe them away And my vision is blurry, I dont know what it is And a blemish is swirling out from under my skin And there is far too much hair in ths sink today And whats left on my head has somehow turned to grey Like a picture in the sun,the colors start to fade Like broken glass upon the shore, the sharpness wears away My face bleeding, I drop the razor to the floor I try to catch it, but my hands do not obey me What is that pounding,is there someone at the door? Its just my heart,straining not to fail me My legs feel so heavy Each inch seems like a mile Muscles burn from the effort As I fall into denial And my speech is slurred, I dont know what it is And my arm is bruised from where Ive touched my skin And there is something wrong with my mirror today It seems my eyes of blue has somehow turned to grey Just like a chameleon who changes his skin I went to sleep young and virile,woke up old,tired and thin Did I sleep through my life and waste away my youth? Or did time just pass by and Im denying the truth? And my vision is blurry, I dont know what it is And a blemish is swirling out from under my skin And there is far too much hair in ths sink today And whats left on my head has somehow turned to grey And my speech is slurred, I dont know what it is And my arm is bruised from where Ive touched my skin And there is something wrong with my mirror today It seems my eyes of blue has somehow turned to grey
skin, somehow, today, slurred, grey