Permanent - Aficionado

When I was just a kid

I wished that I could be permanent

And my bones would shake at the thought of change

Afraid to shut my eyes

Awake with the lights on

I wished everything could remain in one place

And I’m not sure if other kids ever did the same

I would stare into the mirror at my face

And at the risk of sounding vain

I’d imagine what I’d look like with hair turned grey

With no brighter days

With wrinkled skin

Eyes sunken in

I remember hearing fables about a fountain to make us ageless

A phony sense of security and confidence

We are not permanent

We are not permanent

And for a while I didn’t give a shit

I wasn’t scared of anything

Yeah, being naive sure had its benefits

Realities that I couldn’t deal with

I did my best to keep separate

Anything but actual acknowledgement

We are not permanent

We are not permanent

We are not permanent

We are not permanent

I remember hearing fables about a fountain to make us ageless

We are not permanent

A phony sense of security and confidence

We are not permanent

Like the false promise of God and a life that never ends

We are not permanent

Anything but accepting what we’re told by common sense

We are not permanent