Lyrics This Old Life - The Parlor

This Old Life

We’ve learned how to live this old life
We dance in the morning, sail away in the evening
We tell our mothers how we love them
And place our hands on the shoulders of our fathers
Oh this old life!
this old life
Oh we are wonderful animals
Blessed with the thoughts that drive us insane
And the means to compensate, the means to create
And heaps of hard working words to correlate
Oh this old life!
this old life