Obsolete - Magne Furuholmen

The cella’s full of wine

You can no longer drink

Your head is full of thoughts

You don’t allow yourself to think

The cupboard’s full of canned fruit

Vegetables and meat

Everything is damaged goods

Like sour grapes gone sweet

The drawer’s full of letters

Overdue to be sent

Stamps no longer valid

And words no longer meant

You saved them for a rainy day

You waited for too long

You thought that saving memories

Was the thing that made me strong

Obsolete

Like the autumn leaves on the street

They’re obsolete

Like the morning dew beneath your feet

The closet’s bursting at the seams

With clothes you do not wear

You need to get your life fixed

But a part of you don’t care

You’ve done everything so right

But now it seems all wrong

You played so damn hard

That it turned to a song

You saved them for a rainy day

You waited for too long

You thought that saving memories

Was the thing that made me strong

But the years are filling out

With the chances you don’t take

Your heart is pounding

And you cannot stand the ache

You’re obsolete

Like the autumn leaves on the street

Obsolete

Like the morning dew beneath your feet