At least once a week I have a very long walk taking care of one chore or another involving the boys. Usually these walks seem to land on the grayest and rainiest days of the week. Wet and cold with too much time to think, I find myself hitting the repeat button on certain songs over and over again. Each walk seems to find its own theme song.
I think the season of the long walk is over. Arranging life in such a way was tolerable for a while, but heading into the spring and the final couple months of the boys’ school, I just do not have the time or energy. Still have a few songs left from those walks though.
This is one of them. Hell, I think this is my theme song for life these days.
Songwriters: Matt Armstrong, Sarah Balliet, Dagan Thogerson, Adam Turla
You wouldn't believe all the things that I've done
You just can't see 'cause you're young
I've paid my dues and I had my fun
You'll have yours too, son
You'll have yours too, son
You wouldn't believe how fast they can take it away
You're walking 'round free and in chains the next day
Time has a way of breaking you down
Piece by piece from your tooth to your claw
Oh, trust me my son
'Cause you're still young
You wouldn't believe all the things that I've seen
The girls I have known and places I've been
But you don't see shit when you look at me
I don't look much different from a vagabond
I know you don't think much of me
But in time, you'll see
In time, my son 'cause you're still young
Don't do what I've done
When I was young
I've got some wisdom
From the time that I've done
But you're still young
