I’ve been asked to washnAll these wrinkles outnAnd to stand up tallnTo reach other heightsnnI just want to grow oldnSee the time passing by as I crawlnThrough the forests of my mindnWhere you feel so blindnYou can’t copenI’m not afraid of the bright white lightnThat will encompass you soonnWill my spirit connect to the half ofnwhere my body is sewn?nnI just want to grow old growing wisenI just want to grow old losing timennI’ve been asked to shutnEyes, third eye and mouthnI can barely talknOr cry out at nightnnI just want to grow oldnSee the time passing by as I crawlnThrough the forests of my mindnWhere you feel so blindnYou can’t copenI’m not afraid of the bright white lightnThat will encompass you soonnWill my spirit connect to the half ofnwhere my body is sewn?nnI just want to grow old growing wisenI just want to grow old losing timennIf I’m asked to keep still, what a fright!nLike a phoenix from ashes I’ll risenn