Lyrics James Taylor - Lewis Bootle

Listening to James Taylor, what a game changer
Hit me harder than a Mayweather Haymaker
Used to play Saga, when the days were later
Things that haven't changed like the price of Space Raiders
Need to savour, pack it up my flavour,
Put the pen to paper crack it like a salt shaker
Twisted roads keep me going and I
Write these songs and I'm not slowing

Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no
Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no

I feel my clogs were drowning in my mind,
Don't know if it's on or off half of the time
Too much thought got me thinking all
Nostalgic, how I even got here, am I even ground?
Kids at school destroying all the confidence,
Now lay around unemployed the fucking lot of em
Now on top of em they hit rock bottom
Asking for a handout like they have forgotten

Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no
Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no

The days when a quid could buy me ten
Freddos, the way that I lived only building up my Lego
The building blocks of life,
My foundation, parents did their bit to keep the savings
Misbehaving,
Messy little monsters the only thing was the future and beyond us
Skipping school at lunch, clipping classes,
Maybe if I stayed in I'd be studying a masters
That's how my past is,
I can't correct it only in the moment where I live and I expect it
I get reflective and overthink my life
Find the time to pick a plot and start to write

Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no
Growing older now and out of habit
Thought that I would not change and I would not manage, no