Cold Currency

When I was younger I wasn't as worried If a fortune I failed to see happened to slip through my hands Now that I'm older I feel that I'm losing ground 'Cause I never invested in anything I could retire on This lone existence seems absurd to me Though one significance occurred to me I'm too remiss with this cold currency There's peace in distraction And comfort in cold routine And the fabric I fought against finally found I can yield While missing in action The fantasy set kicks in But the stories I tell myself never compare to the past This lone existence seems absurd to me Though one significance occurred to me I'm too remiss with this cold currency