I remember the day that I began to swim
I conquered death I was a cloud of peace
Sinned with my mind and prayed with my soul
I threw my dice I tought I'd never grow old
I've been in the gardens of the blinded parade
Wanted sensations to become my only friends
My revolution never missioned the air
Am I a victim of my counciousnes
Will i find God again
I'm old...
I'm old...
I am right through the flesh, I'm a nervous disease
Some days im crazy some days im serene
I am the undercraft of your lucid dreams
the end of laughter when there's no where to dream
I've been in the gardens of the blinded parade
Wanted sensations to become my only friend
My revolution never missioned the air
Am I an victim of my counciousnes
Will I find God again
I'm old... I'm so old and lonely
I'm old... I wonder if I'll ever see another thing
I'm old... a blindman's parade
I'm old...
At the end of my future I imagine the rains
Bullets and dragons aren't far from my pain
Slip through my spoon and live through my pride
I'm just as dead as if no one's alive
I'm old...
I'm old, Im so old and lonely
I'm old, I wonder if I'll ever see another thing
I'm old, a blindman in his parade
I'm old, I'm old, I'm old, I'm old
I'm old, Im so old and lonely
I'm old, and if it ain't God then someone blinded me
I'm old, a blindman's parade
