Age of Apathy

Oh, let's take a ride I know you love the Taconic at twilight Go east on 23 Past the farms and the festival memories Listening to the Hudson Valley breeze Oh, to be born in the age of apathy When nothing's got a hold on you If you need someone to hold, you can hold me Under the shade of a quaking aspen tree We came for New England's party But the colors haven't started, so it's just you and me When did you start to change? Was it somewhere up along the coast of Maine? Or when we drove back down 95 We got stopped at the border but we made it out alive The radio played Yellow Moon on the Rise Oh, to be born in the age of apathy When nothing's got a hold on you If you need someone to hold, you can hold me Under the shade of a quaking aspen tree We came for New England's party But the colors haven't started, so it's just you and me Hold me like you held me on the day the towers fell When we stumbled over to the Christian Science center pool Was it the end or the beginning? All I remember is the singing and the music trying to drive away the fear I'm still here Somewhere down the line I let go around 2009 Lost the feeling in my hands I guess it's one that no one understands Radio plays My Old Man He's a singer in the park He's a walker in the rain He's a dancer in the dark We don't need no piece of paper from the city hall Keeping us tied and true My old man Keeping away my lonesome blues --- Age of Apathy - Aoife O'Donovan