Off Pale Yellow

Can you still be young tomorrow?
Or will you do some thinking first?

Your mouth overflows
It overflows
And yet, you're dying of thirst

Now I catch only small pieces
From a deaf and tattered mind
You see no reason for concern
So I must leave you

Can I put a word in for you
Like when we used to converse
You seemed much older than your face
A vision of colourful verse

Shall we take a look at the bright side?
Can I take it, you'll be there
I can't remember all that I want to
You seemed younger when you were thеre

Now I catch only small pieces
Of a dеaf and tattered mind
You see no reason for concern
So I must leave you, leave you blind