Nothing I Can Do About It

When you get older and that novelty goes And all you can see is just a burned out candle Where there used to be flames There's only absence smoking away All that art was made to be made And not to be kept by no one Not even the one who made it It's full of the things that you said And forgotten that you could still say Every time by time I think I know what I'm talking about There are a million suns Not just the one you're sitting under And there's Nothing I can do about it There's nothing I can do or say There's nothing I can do about it Even if I could I'd only walk away When you get older and that novelty goes Of mixing up myths with music that uses hope To keep within despair You can make sure the bookshelves are alphabetical Poetical, non political Over a glass of Ricard at the Grey Cat Cafe Every time by time I think I know what I'm talking about Taking a breath was the only thing certain But even now that's not so certain And there's Nothing I can do about it There's nothing I can do or say There's nothing I can do about it Even if I could I'd only walk away And there's Nothing I can do about it There's nothing I can do or say There's nothing I can do about it Even if I could I'd only walk away I'd only walk away