Oracle (Song for Jackson Eaton)

Old we die
More dead
We become
As we live
Like old man
Thought he’d show
Me all of
Meanings he knows
When he spoke
Voice in his head
Oracle
Left him then
All came out
Hahs and hymns
General false
Some of whims
And I didn’t know
Not to laugh
For he did smile
But jokes weren’t these
Just dated breath
And he realized that soon
The youth left
His words were dead
Oh old man
Your truth is fine
You’ll die in time
But youth die
And it’s alright
Oh old man
Yet you think back
You reason through
How you have aged
How you’ve come through
Your truth is real
Yet youth’s truth too
Is real to them
As yours to you
Yet you think back
You reason through
How you have aged
How you’ve come through
Your truth is real
Yet youth’s truth too
Is real to them
As yours to you