My soul is growing old now
Aging into how life has molded us
Sadness and Joy predominating now
sadness that time has passed us by
joy in how far weve come
Aging is Sadness. Oh, How I Love thee!
We always said we wanted
To Grow Old Together
Well now that we are i wish that
We were both immortal
And exhaustion keeps seping
into my heart, like it will be
a relief to reach those afterlife shores
life is truly a Journey
I believe there should be a destination
Decay is so cruel that it makes me
wonder if satan isnt the prince of this world
Ashes to ashes dust to dust
Get thee hence Satan
Dancin with my Baby, La, La,
Can't hear you, I'm dancin with my baby!
In Jesus' Name,
Amen
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