Pete Atkin - Senior Citizens lyrics

Atkin-James You've seen the way they get around With nothing beyond burdens left to lose The drying spine that bends them near the ground The way their ankles fold over their shoes They've had their day and half of the day after And all the shares they ever held in laughter Are now just so many old engravings Their sands have run out long before their savings And the fun ran out so long before the sands They've lost touch with the touch of other hands That once came to caress and then to help A single tumble means a broken hip The hair grows thinner on the scalp And thicker on the upper lip And who is there to care, or left to please? It's so easy when we're young For me to wield a silver tongue And cleverly place you among The girls the boys have always sung It's so simple when it's you For me to coax from my guitar The usual on how fine you are Like this calm night, like that bright star And the rest would follow on The rest would follow on And there'll be time to try it all I'm sure the thrill will never pall The sand will take so long to fall The neck so slim, the gla** so tall