[Intro]
[Verse]
Glad to be born in fifty-eight
What does it speak of the future?
Each generation’s pearly gate
Lost in umbilical suture
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Verse]
To feel content as years unfurl
Midst fearful sickness grasping love
Pages of memory that curl
By each new reading thought-in-glove
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Verse]
To stand as Luther at the edge
Of all the world yet to be born
Chorale your time upon the sedge
And d***n a little in the morn
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Break]
[Verse]
Glad to be born in fifty-eight
What does it speak of the future?
Each generation’s pearly gate
Lost in umbilical suture
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Verse]
To feel content as years unfurl
Midst fearful sickness grasping love
Pages of memory that curl
By each new reading thought-in-glove
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Verse]
To stand as Luther at the edge
Of all the world yet to be born
Chorale your time upon the sedge
And d***n a little in the morn
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Chorus]
Memories wiped of birth and death
Sweet and sour wine for others
The old despise each youthful breath
Deaf to chords that bind sad brothers
[Outro]