I ran into an old friend yesterday.
I said, "You haven't changed a bit."
She half-smiled when I said, "What's the latest thing?"
She answered, "Same old shit."
She lived with this guy I knew.
We'd grown apart, but he'd been a friend of mine.
I asked what he's doing now. She said, "We broke up. It's been a long time.
And this is what it's like, truth be told,
what I thought was cool just leaves me cold
and there are days I just feel old
and fear I may become unglued.
It's the life we live, it's not the one we chose.
It's the hand we're dealt that we cannot use.
It's the lies we tell that turn out true
and sometimes it seems, sometimes it seems
this should have been a blues."

Years ago, it seemed like I lived
only in her periphery
and I never had the chance to tell her
what she had meant to me.
Now she doesn't want to talk,
her blue eyes already say goodbye
and once again I realize
it's simpler just to tell a lie.
And this is what it's like, truth be told,
what I thought was cool just leaves me cold
and there are days I just feel old
and fear I may become unglued.
Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose.
Sometimes it's fate. Sometimes we choose.
What's obvious can have no clue
and sometimes it seems, sometimes it seems
this should have been a blues.

Muddy Waters and Son House knew
what it mean't to feel betrayed
and Robert Johnson made a compromise
for his soul (that's what they say).
Mississippi John had the courage to ask for something more:
"Here I am, send me" "Make me a pallet on your floor."
And this is what it's like, truth be told,
what I thought was cool just leaves me cold
and there are days I just feel old
and fear I may become unglued.
It's the life we live, it's not the one we chose.
It's the hand we're dealt that we cannot use.
It's the lies we tell that turn out true
and sometimes it seems, sometimes it seems
this should have been a blues.
Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose.
Sometimes it's fate. Sometimes we choose.
What's obvious can have no clue
and sometimes it seems, sometimes it seems
this should have been a blues.

I ran into an old friend yesterday
I said, "You haven't changed a bit."