Timber Timbre Too Old To Die Young
These signs of natural disasters Predictions of a brutal force In case you're thinking of escaping Before you wake, I'll take your horse
No incantation now will save us Now that we're too old to die young You may not look inside my mind anymore But always standard time takes over
I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up now
My eunuch on your mystic parkway I kept my eyes and arms bereft Our garden would not grow by flash light I kept so quiet I went deaf
I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up
I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up now I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up now
You may not look inside my mind anymore Now you may leave my arms of moss And it's time we burned our bridges down So I know I won't come creeping to your cross
I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up now I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up I'm givin' it, givin' it, givin' it givin' it all up now
