In the beginning there was black, a roomy amniotic sac
I embodied all of creation, there was no such thing as good or bad
The world started to get small, voiced murmured through the wall
Legs tried to push them back, you learn to fight before you crawl

Then a bright white light shone through my dark sky
Led me down a path that was serpentine
And I heard a woman scream for joy
When a masked man said that it's a boy

I'm feeling a little bit older now

In the middle there is grey, a breath between the growth and decay
When a man can recognize his reflection and wonder how it go that way
Eyes looking into eyes, a pair is real the others are lies
Learning which ones to believe is the struggle that defines a life

Cause the more I learn, the less I know
The more I wish I'd kept my mind closed
Cause the mystery it can go so deep
That before long it's the only thing to believe

I'm feeling a little bit older now

And in the ending there is white in a sterile room
And all creation is calcified like an heirloom
And there on the back of my black eyes I find that safe womb
And before I say my last goodbyes I become what I was before I could decide

I'm feeling a little bit older now