Meyer Baron

Meyer Baron

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Now I Am the Old Man

Written By: Meyer Baron

Now I Am The Old Man
by Meyer Baron ? 2006

As performed by The Chicken Chasers

I was not a gracious youth refined by poetry
The world I saw was black and white, no in-betweens for me
Colors and soft edges that delight me so today
Were diversions sought by fools who never got their way

Once I met an old man and sang a simple song
Claiming I was just like him, but I was so wrong
What I mistook for loneliness in his vacant eyes
Was my reflected vanity in a cynical disguise

Now I am the old man, what have I won?
Now I am the old man, what have I done?

I once marched for peace and love to satisfy my pride
Then traded in my walking shoes for a fancy foreign ride
Pursuit of worldly pleasures replaced the greater good
Climbing closer to the top every chance I could

The emptiness surrounding me is a monument to fear
No outside force can penetrate or forever hold me near
Softer hearts than mine beat to a stronger, deeper call
I brandished a big stick because my heart was small

Now I am the old man, what have I won?
Now I am the old man, what have I done?

As each step takes more effort I feel how time has flown
My most cherished memories are those I’ve never known
The love I haven’t given, the love I’ve not received
The tears I didn’t cry, the burdens not relieved

The things I have collected are all that I am due
A windfall for the landfill when my days are through
As my body turns to dust, in its rightful place
No one will remember me, gone without a trace

Now I am the old man, what have I won?
Now I am the old man, what have I done?

If I could have one moment to repair this broken life
I’d ask if you would dance with me as if you were my wife
With the kindness I’ve discovered in these final hours
I’d fill your heart with sunshine and lovely wildflowers

Mustering my courage, can I change this wrong to right?
Have I lived too long in darkness to move toward the light?
If I believed in God I’d get on my knees and pray
Give me this one moment before I slip away

Now I am the old man, what have I won?
Now I am the old man, what have I done?

Now I am the old man, what have I won?
Now I am the old man, what have I done?