I'm 30 years old
And this body's holding up pretty well
Not like that dishwasher with the 10 year guarantee
Or anything we make with our hands really
Except statues and art and other things made of stone
And I don't come with a guarantee
But I do come with a heart that won't stop, and keeps on going
A tear runs down my temple as my mind won't quit on this night I turn old
And not because I'm sad or happy, just because I am
I feel, therefore I am
They say 30's the new 20
Yeah I've heard it a dozen times
But what does that mean?
You catchy cliché
Is it that I can still be like a kid?
Dumb like when I was 20?
Fresh-eyed, naïve, and sure I knew the way
I believed in love then
True love, deep love, passionate down in the chest love
Do I still?
I do.
I want to say "I do"
But it's a different burn now
I cry all the time because I love myself
I love life
And I love to feel my moments deeply
I feel, therefore I am
And don't say there's something wrong
Cuz I love the way I am
We love boys and rock concerts and lattes
And we cry a bout it all
Because it's so beautiful
It's so beautiful
And I think everyone could cry a little more
So I scratch my itch
And hop a plane to Paris
Cuz I miss having a café au lait ou une bière s'il vous plaît
Coffee or beer as I watch the world go by
Feel the minutes go by, but don't think about the minutes going by
Cuz time is different here
People let it go here, don't overwork here, connect on the street
Live and move from experience to experience
I've got nowhere to be right now
And I'm just another day older, not another year older
Maybe it's psychosomatics, but this week I felt
"I need more sleep than I used to" and
"I feel a wrinkle above my lip"
And so I must be an old man, right?
But if 30's the new 20, then bring it on
Hell, bring on the 30s!
Because 20s were toiled with tumult and angst and way too much therapy
And too many I Love Yous that vanished away
And moving states to find me
But now I've found me, and I'll never lose it again
But if I do, I know where to go
So I lay here this night
Waiting for the sun to rise
Waiting to tackle this new decade
And I think of all the bodies my arms could be around
But decide instead to put my arms around me
Direct that love inside
And I shed one more tear that sure won't be the last
And say
Happy birthday to me
Happy birthday to me
Bon anniversaire, yom hu ledet sameach
Happy birthday to me
I feel, therefore I am
Peace, love, and music... Ry
“Maybe I wrote in invisible ink
Oh, I’ve tried to think how I could have made it appear” - Aimee Mann
Happy Birthday to Me
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