Joshua: 45-46

You feel like you are 17
Your back says you are 45
At least it does this morning
You’ve lost the kicks from your old tricks
In a week you will be 46
The birthday’s come without warning

How did I become so old
I’m not really old but I’m no longer young
And now I’m playing this guitar
It feels so good to sing
My fingers on these strings

And I get stopped in airports ‘cause I played an architect
Some people think that’s who I am
It used to drive me crazy and some days it still does
But I’m learning how not to give a damn
What do they think of me
What a waste of time
I’ve wasted so much time
With all those years of walking blind
I was hypnotized, mud upon my еyes

Oh Joshua, he made a mighty sound and thе walls came tumbling down
In old Jericho, now I bear his name and I’m doing the same
The walls are coming down

I started writing songs when I was just north of forty
I try to write some every day
I wish that I had started sometime in the ‘90s
But I’m not sure I had much to say

Oh with my Leo sun, Saggitarian moon, born late afternoon
With all that fire in my chest, I have had to learn how not to get burned
And Richard says that God is love, I’m starting to believe him
I can feel it in the mountains, in the water, in the air
And Julian said that all is well, Theresa said there is a hell
It’s just that no-one’s is there

I know it’s good to be alive
It’s good to have a body
It’s good to have a mind
And I, I’m done with right and wrong
God is not a test, but arms where I can rest

Oh Joshua, he made a mighty sound and the walls came tumbling down
In old Jericho, now I bear his name and I’m doing the same
Oh Joshua, he made a mighty sound and the walls came tumbling down
In old Jericho, now I bear his name and I’m doing the same

Oh Joshua, he made a mighty sound and the walls came tumbling down (x7)
In old — in old Jericho, and now I bear his name and I’m doing the same