Birthday Songtext
von Broken Spindles

My face slowly sinks,
sink melts gradually
& starts to fold.
My blood′s not cold.

I don't feel disease,
no aches or agonies,
but I′m growing old.
The grey-backed glass says so.

I'm wasting away.
I'm being erased
It′s my birthday,
but I feel the same.


My beard is dying grey
my pulse in slowly in my veins,
& I don′t feel all-grown,
even though I am, I know.

I'm wasting away.
I′m being erased
It's my birthday,
but I feel the same.

My eye′s framed by dark.
Nights & mornings have left their mark.
I'm not tired. I don′t
feel the year at all.

I'm wasting away.
I'm being erased
It′s my birthday,
but I feel the same.