Love, Supplied

 

You get too old to plug your guitar

You get too gold to drive your own car

And too dedicated to know where you are

Right now

 

Hit 42, careened 43

Wrapped 44 right around a tree

Too dedicated to know what you mean

Out loud

 

But you hold me and I feel love supplied

What you told me, slowly

Gets my solid state to stay unbowed 

 

Where have I gone what did I do

All of the signs point right back you

The one true thing that I have accrued

Our love

 

Collapse into hope hold onto our life

Unclasp the fear that stabs like a knife

You get too old you get to what's right

It's enough 

 

But you hold me and I feel love supplied

What you told me, slowly

Gets my solid state to stay unbowed 

 

When I'm at the end, will I be a ghost?

And haunt you when I need you the most

You sense and say "I'm not indisposed"

My love

 

But you hold me and I feel love supplied

What you told me, slowly

Gets my solid state to stay unbowed 

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