Doctor said
“Lie down on the lounge
and tell what makes you sad”
Doctor, help
It is coming now to smother me again
Clocks reach their hands
Try to put ‘em on my neck
Put them on my neck
The fear of growing old
When the Time steps on a throat
The Time steps on our throats
Chorus:
The fear of growing old
When the Time steps on my throat
The Time steps on our throats
Oh, we are gone
When we’re thrown overboard
Thrown overboard
Cannot sleep
But refuse when doctor offers me a pill
My palms get sweat
Of a thought the time will come so unexpected
Clocks reach their hands
Try to put ‘em on my neck
Put them on my neck
The fear of growing old
When the Time steps on a throat
The Time steps on our throats
Chorus:
The fear of growing old
When the Time steps on my throat
The Time steps on our throats
Oh, we are won
When we’re thrown overboard
Thrown overboard
Inhale the air…
