Jacob has a youthful heart, but his body has betrayed him. He is aging, has aged. So he sits and lets his imagination take him where he can no longer physically go.
lyrics
If I kissed her lips.
Would I taste her salty youth.
And would it run down the back of my throat and on into my veins.
And if I held her hands.
Would they warm my bony claws.
Make them young and alive full of life spent in days that are gone.
How did I get so old.
When did my hair turn silver and grey.
Why do I feel just like the boy I once was.
If I caught her breath.
Would it fill my lungs with air.
Make me dizzy with oxygen spiraling straight to my head.
If I touched her skin.
Would it soothe my aching cells.
and rejuvenate and generate heat that I've not felt in years.
How did I get so old.
When did my back bend over to bow.
Why do I feel just like the boy I once was.
Is it so wrong.
To want it all back.
Is it so wrong.
It's such a sweet, beautiful elixir.
How did I get so old.
When did my hair turn silver and grey.
Why do I feel just like the boy I once was.
credits
from The Waiting Room,
released January 4, 2011
Anne Schaefer - voice, piano
Scott White - bass
Kelby MacNayr - drums
Kevin Fox - voice
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