Poorer, Lonelier from Fin by East Ghost

Once upon a time
You were on a path
You knew to put some by
Knew to make it last

Now barely scraping by
Ends will never meet
You’re tapping on your eyes
Must say on your feet

Malgré la fatigue
Que je sens dans mon corps
Je m’aime comme je suis
Et moi, je suis ok

Crippled now, and cold
Creaking in the frost
You’re barely ever bold
There’s too much to be lost

There’s no point now to cry
Your need will go unmet
But there’s a mantra to recite
Your work’s not over yet

Malgré la fatigue
Que je sens dans mon corps
Je m’aime comme je suis
Et moi, je suis ok

Who’s a baby boomer?
We’re the baby boomers!
Who’s a baby boomer?
We’re the baby boomers!

Now who’s a late bloomer?
Well you’re the late bloomers!
Who’s a late bloomer?
Well you’re the late bloomers!

Now what about your future?
What you going to school with?
What about your future?
What you going to school with?

And what you going to cook with?
Who you going to spoon with?
What you going to cook with?
And who you going to spoon with?

• Indie
• Melodic Rock
• Post-Rock
• Rock
• Washington D.C.
• emotive
• Washington D.C.