Seems like everyday There's a new chair around our table They're old, older than me And I'm sure they've Probably offered a lot more support than I have ♪ That's okay I'm not one to complain about where I sit anyway ♪ Old woods Old glue Old woods Old things can still hold me up ♪ Seems like everyday, I grow a little more out of touch with myself With myself, and my thoughts, and my friends And myself, and my thoughts, and my friends And myself, and my thoughts, and my friends ♪ And each day begins as a mess That I will have to sift through And it's hard to improve The sounds outside my window at night Mеan nothing to me now Old woods Old glue and Old woods ♪ I know this cannot be sustainеd I'll put the fire out in time I know this cannot carry on I'll put the fire out in time I know this cannot be sustained I'll put the fire out in time I know this cannot carry on I'll put the fire out in time I know this cannot be sustained I'll put the fire out in time I know this cannot carry on I'll put the fire out In time Sometime With more booze and More jokes and More laughter And more booze and Another drink and