Old Man walking

Old man walking
Strong but tired
Old man walking
Still inspired
Eyes burning
From the light
Off a spire
 

Old man walking
Decrepit, dying

Walking on
To the rhythm
Of the white noise
Of the city street

Ambling slowly
To this beat

Old man walking
Despite his looks
He is a character
Belonging to books

Old man walking

Because he can
Because he lives
Another day

Old man walking
I say hello
Looks my way
 

With solemn eyes
That have
a lot to say

Same old
Man, now
Riding a bike
Love oh love
This glorious life!