Testo 100 Years

*I am beaten and I am withered*
*I have heard the rattled sound*
*in my ship's cavity the better*
*to grade the static*

I carved my name in the summer (two-thousand-and-two)
Into the trunk of a great tree I lay down under (and soon)
I fell asleep for a hundred years (the next thing I knew) I awoke in the future

Entire cities of old folks' homes
In every household a hospital bed for everyone
They laid me down and they stripped my clothes
and gave me a shirt that said "I survived my own life"

It was cold (x3)
It was cold (x3)

They found our limbs caused us too much pain
So they cut off my arm and they cut off my leg
Now I'm wandering around and I feel out of place
I would like to go back to
I told you, I told you I have nothing left with which to hold you
I lean up against you
we'll need heat where we're gonna go
(I have been there, I should know that)

It was cold (x3)
It was cold (x3)

and we were old, we were old
We were shedding our skins like some cold-blooded animals
All looking for love in the mirror but you know that you
(On your own, you keep yourself, we live alone)

It was cold (x3)