Il testo della The terrible things

All this time we were 75
By the time we turned 76 we wondered
Where the forest had gone, why the trees were alone
And the terrible things, why the terrible things oh why?
Why everyone's a little late now

Everyone forgot about today
We're so old, so old
But is it just me or old dynamite, now won't you see we're all in a fire?
Is it just me or all dynamite, now won't you see we're all in a fire?
But so old, so old