LYRICS
No sense in growing older
To become hate’s soldier
Might as well stay innocent
Be the rock of all ages
Throughout history’s pages
Trying to shine your light
On all that’s right… alright!
No sense in growing colder
All calloused and harder
Might as well be decent
Warmhearted ambient
Chorus
No sense in growing further
Further from happiness
No sense in growing deader
Closer to lifelessness
Chorus
ABOUT THE SONG
Style: ExperiMental Music
Chords: Rock Of All Ages
Recording: live 1-track stereo
Vocals, Guitar, Keyboards and Synthesizers (microKorg, Korg N364, Yamaha PSR-740, Kurzweil PC88mx, miniNova, Boss BR-600, DigiTech RP3)
Written at the corner of Gay and Church Streets. Recorded in Chester County, West Chester, PA.
From the album Gay Church