All my friends gotta turn the page
Give up the dream and learn to act their age
Live their lives to see their wives and kids
So strange old ghosts like me don't get blames
Since they left my whole lens went fuzzy
Used to make time,
now we just make money Used to write songs,
now we just write checks
Used to look inside,
figure out what's next
Used to feel strong,
now I just feel slow
Used to belong with someone long ago
But now she's gone, my whole lens is fuzzy
Used to make love,
now we just make money
Has all ideas grow too distant?
Oh confidence,
I'm feeling consistent.
The answer is a lesson you forgot.
Love is not a thing
that can be bought.
What's right, it's wrong.
The whole world's gone funny.
Since she gone, my whole lens is fuzzy.
Now you're gone, my whole lens is fuzzy.
Used to make time,
now it just made money.