JAMES HARRAR AND ROGIER SMAL
UTRECHT (NL) - April 7, 2013
I am an old man
DON'T PANIC!
old is coming back
young is not so cool any more
old is the new black
the new gay
the new.......err
I AM AN OLD MAN
I’m in hiding
I’m in hiding inside YOU
I’m in hiding inside my house
I’m hiding in a home in my room
In my castle my hovel my playschool my temple my houseboat my
tomb
I’m in hiding
from you.
I’m in hiding
from
myself.
I am an old man.
Don't be afraid!
I cannot remember myself.
My thoughts are running loose
All over the shelf.
My pages are all stuck together.
Doesn’t matter.
Don’t worry about me.
I'll catch ya later for a
cup of DMtea
If you seek discretion
Don’t tell me anything.
With secrets I am incontinent.
I blurt out the last thing I should &
My timing is deadly without
knowing it.
OH BABY!
I'm really just a ba-abeee...
....lost in the wood.
Now I’ll never know the damage I did…
Jumping from roof to roof
Never lifting the lid.
Never finding the dead tenants in my own head.
>From the womb to the tomb
we are sucked up & out
of the dream of death…..
Then we're washed back down into
the basin of birth.
Yet another body on earth &
pop goes the feasibility study.
I am an old man
but it doesn’t matter.
Don’t tell me anything.
We are all part of a secret society
a free scale network
a unit cell organism.
But don’t lift the lid.
Now I’ll never know
what damage
i did.
Now you'll never know
where
in your head
i hid....
