Age
Ah!
My golden years
The lime light was deeper
than these afflictions
A new project's out
Tasks are callin'
I'm finding one
They get the freshest peach off the tree
But what will I do?
All I've known is the lime
light
And all because of these
afflictions of time
Time made these afflictions
on me
Now I must bear them
forever and ever and all
without a scent of the tree
