Unwired

I broke down just the other day
 Swear to god, couldn't see my own face
 Man in the mirror staring back, he looked strange
 Gary came in right after that
 To buy some smokes and pump some gas
 Said, "hey man, are you feeling all okay?"
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting old and getting tired
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting lost and getting unwired
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting old and getting tired
 Staring down, fumbling with his change
 Gotta get out of this place
 Lock up the till, and headed out for a walk
 "And how much more must you give away
 Until you got none, and nothing to say?
 Thinking of leaving, god, it feels strange"
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting old and getting tired
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting lost and getting unwired
 Oh, I'm afraid of getting old and getting tired