Lyrics

[Verse 1] Cursing her memory Stabbing her cigarette Out in a paper box That used to hold donuts She glares at the window Her hazy reflection Revealing new wrinkles That she'd never noticed before [Chorus] Oh, I'm a ghost of a child Long since gone Didn't some poet say "Time is fire, consuming us all"? What was his name? I don't recall [Verse 2] She says, "I wish that I could be More like the Parthenon All of time's liberties Just add to her dignity" Sadly, more likе that old Playhouse on Twelfth Street She's fondly rеmembered But nobody goes to her doors [Chorus] Oh, I'm a ghost of a child Long since gone Didn't some poet say "Time is fire, consuming us all"? God, what was his name? I don't recall [Outro] Now I'm just killing time until Time kills me It's a matter of days Be it thousands or hundreds or dozens Or even just one There's not much to be done Unfortunately