Album Cover Old Man Reality

Old Man Reality

Coles Whalen

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Humor me

If I was not myself tonight

Would you spare me all of this pretense

Pretend dear

Only for a little while

What would you if I held no consequence

Cause I know

Tomorrow

This will fade

And Old Man Reality take your place

We skirt it

Tease and taunt as tensions build

I wonder will our bubble burst this time

These embers red

You have lain between us dear

Might catch and burn my skin during the night

Still I know

Tomorrow

This will fade

And Old Man Reality take your place

Feelings linger, skin under finger

The back of my neck, your breath, send me shivering

I'll not escape your memory, so easily, rain down on me

Soak me to the bone, but I am still alone

Our time unwinds

Restless now we tempt the edge

To strong to leap to weak to turn away

The match is set

Pleasure stands against regret

Our bodies making games our minds must play