Aging - Miya Folick
Written by：Miya Folick
Picture us talking
Hallway of your first apartment
You were still wearing the jacket
You later would lose at the fair
I was nervous
Picked at the paint in the drywall
You said you loved California
Thought you'd never been there
You are fading
Quickly inside of my memory
You were a younger man
Now you are old
Remember the man who
Sold us the scarves on the sidewalk
He said it looked like I liked you
And that is more sacred than love
Last time I saw you
Smoking the last of your cigarettes
Talking too much about dying
Pretending that you were not scared
You are aging
Quickly inside of my memory
You were a younger man
Now you are old
Old
Not growing only aging
Confusing ambition with impatience
You won't start from the bottom
You only want the top
You think you're better than them
You think you're the cream of the crop
Not growing only aging
Confusing ambition with impatience
You are aging
Quickly inside of my memories
You were a younger man
Now you're old
You're old
You're old
You're old
You're old
Not growing only aging
Confusing ambition with impatience
You won't start from the bottom
You only want the top
You think better than them
You think you're the cream
Not growing only aging
Confusing ambition with impatience
You are aging
Quickly inside of my memories
Yeah
