Can't escape a past That wasn't ever lived All beginnings ended Come back to start again And the people seem to falter As they watch you fall asunder Eyes are open and filled with wonder
I'm growing upside down Wisdom doesn't follow Just because you've aged Add a pinch of cinnamon It will make you sage
There will be an hour When we'll meet again Maybe I won't recognize You in different skin I can hear you whispering Beneath the din it reels me in
Just as the summer melts winter ice Temptations come to tempt you twice You spent too many of you're younger days Wishing you weren't virgin to her ways
I'm growing upside down Wisdom doesn't follow Just because you've aged Add a pinch of cinnamon It will make you sage