Home Alone

I lost the youth that impressed you
You like to think that's a meaning
I think I left it back at home
But then again, now that's where I'm going

While I'm old and wise I'll pass
A prophecy from times gone past
That says:
"All things will be a mystery to you
And you'll never have a fucking clue
Your frail body will not last
And neither will your song or dance"

Wherever you are the night is long
And I can't fall asleep
I stay awake and watch and wait
To make sure the Sun's coming
And I go outside when the rain stops
And the air is clear and cold, soft
And the birds sing for a moment to me
But the morning doesn't come with them