Middle Age - Steve Forbert

Strange Names and New Sensations

Middle Age

Middle age is diff’rent,

Now you’re someone else;

Now you’ve got some sense

Of how much time perhaps is left.

Middle age is central,

Now you tend to know

Not just where it’s been you’ve been,

But where you’ll likely go.

Middle age, middle age, I say,

In a new, older now, later stage.

Middle age is clearer,

Now it dawns on you;

Now you hafta laugh at what you

Used to think you knew.

Middle age is cloudy,

Rain or sleet or snow?

Don’t you wish you knew those things,

In fact, you once did know?

Repeat chorus

Here’s your middle age years

Here’s your middle age years.

Middle age is hectic,

Much less time for fun;

Clearly it’s a good thing youth is

Wasted on the young.

Repeat chorus

Middle age is telling,

Now you see it’s so;

All those old, gray people aren’t to

Blame for being slow.

Middle age is further,

Closer to the end;

This will be as young as you will

Ever be again.

Middle age, middle age, I say,

In a new, older now, later stage;

Middle age, middle age, I say,

Call it half by the best you can gauge,

Middle age.

Here’s your middle age years,

Here’s your middle age years,

Here’s your middle age years,

Here’s your middle age years.