Work in progress of new song - this is just acoustic gtr, vocal and some sampled drums

Thoughts once clear and set in stone
I turn my head and now they’re gone
Names and faces drift
The calendar has slipped

I bless the DNA that brought us here
But my shortening telomeres
Orchestrate collapse
This masonry is cracked

It’s maybe December?
Struggle to remember

Of course it’s age
It's just age
Of course it’s age
Try to turn the page
But it’s the end of the whole damned book

Never one to archive passing days
Now at the centre of my own maze
Too busy living life to wallow
I see no threads to follow

Yeah I got aches and pains
yeah my senses are dulled
Not too sure on my feet
now I walk a little slow
A crumb of comfort in the schadenfreude
knowing everyone’s got to go

Of course it’s age

Wisdom, experience
I can bring you some
But you’ve all the answers underneath your thumb
It’s cruel we never got to see the future as foretold
Thought I’d be living on the moon when I got this old
Wish I had hope we leave this place
better than we found it
Seems progress is in reverse
all the flights are grounded

Neighbours fight online
some are in the streets
Taken eyes off the ball dropped beneath their feet

Of course it’s age
It’s just age
At this stage
You try to turn the page
That’s the end of the whole damned book

I leave you with this then I’ll disappear
The long night calls
it’s written on the walls
Abandon all fear you who enter here
Abandon all fear you who enter here
Abandon all fear you who enter here

In the place of a monument build people up
In the place of a monument build people up
In place of a mausoleum build people up
In the place of the Pyramids build people up
Build people up