Tony Thames - Gray Hair

I'm a mess, I fuck up everything, why's the future such a scary thing
Dodging traffic under a new moon, saving grace I hope it's coming soon
I gave up on trying to figure out what this crazy ride is all about
Most will never touch the finer things, most will never see their nightmare end, but still we press on
Getting so much older everyday, precious moments all just slip away, oh, oh, oh
Running out of hopeful words to say
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby
Getting so much older everyday, begging God to wash my sins away, oh, oh, oh
Thankful mama taught me how to pray
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby
They say nothing is an accident, so then what's the point of anything?
Since it's all ordained and set in stone, might as well just call this darkness home
I gave up on trying to figure out what this crazy ride is all about
Most will never touch the finer things, most will never see their nightmare end, but still we press on
Getting so much older everyday, precious moments all just slip away, oh, oh, oh
Running out of hopeful words to say
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby
Getting so much older everyday, begging God to wash my sins away, oh, oh, oh
Thankful mama taught me how to pray
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby
Getting so much older everyday, precious moments all just slip away, oh, oh, oh
Running out of hopeful words to say
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby
Getting so much older everyday, begging God to wash my sins away, oh, oh, oh
Thankful mama taught me how to pray
I'm getting gray hair, baby, getting gray hair, baby

Written by:
Anthony Tulloch

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