Cobbled together and straining to resist the natural frces, the friction on the fracture face diminished to the point it could no longer stay in place. The Gravity of conservatism overcame all the careful and expensive cobbling and the face fell apart.
THE OLD MAN IS DEAD
VERSE 1:
NOW AND THEN AN OLD OF MINE
I’VE NOT SEEN IN SOME TIME
WILL STOP BY AND ASK ME
WHERE’VE I BEEN ? WHAT’S ON MY MIND ?
THEY WONDER WHY I’M NOT DRINKING
AND STILL PAINTING THIS OLD TOWN RED
I TELL THEM I’M SERVING JESUS NOW
AND THE OLD MAN IS DEAD
CHORUS
THE MAN YOU SEE BEFORE YOU
MAY LOOK A LOT THE SAME
I MAY WEAR THE SAME CLOTHES
AND HAVE THE SAME OLD NAME
BUT YOU’RE LOOKING ON THE OUTSIDE
IF YOU COULD SEE INSIDE INSTEAD
YOU WOULD SEE A BRAND NEW MAN
‘CAUSE THE OLD MAN IS DEAD