The Old Country

Stop
Will we stop at 23?
Or will we stop at 30?
Or is it time that stops us, rewinds, and sends us forward
To our conclusion
Right before this
Is this right before it unravels?
Will it unravel, like some say, or will it recover,
Like others say: these are just natural variations?
I’m gonna go sit up front by the window facing the storm
Welcome, old foe
Welcome, old friend
Hold my hand, little love
We’ll have a joyful ride
A jolly good ride
Let’s watch it reveal
Appear
Uncover
(what a beautiful nightmare)
It just keeps making sense
Listen to the sounds of fall
Look right through this broken wall
Never touch the woven tapestry
It might unravel you
Sit and watch the pieces drop
Sit and watch the sky getting covered up
Never stare directly at the sun
It might enlighten you
You don’t need experience
You don’t need experience
You don’t need experience
You don’t need experience
You don’t need experience to turn us out