The Modern Age

She is a statue in the park
She is a wooden figurine
A Noah's ark
She is invisible as ink
Left in the rain
And now her lines are indistinct
Count the days she lost her ways
No, you can't have it all
But everything you got is beautiful
Love in the modern age
Sometimes it's a cradle
Sometimes it's a cage
There was a dress she used to wear
It matched the colour of her eyes
But not her hair
And it was lined with *** and hope
And now the only scent
Is ancient laundry soap
Count the days she lost her ways
No, you can't have it all
Everything you got is beautiful
Love in the modern age
Sometimes it's a cradle
Sometimes it's a cage
No, you can't have it all
Everything you got is beautiful
Love in the modern age
Sometimes it's a cradle
Sometimes it's a cage
Love in the modern age
Sometimes it's a cradle
Sometimes it's a cage
Love in the modern age
Sometimes it's a cradle
Sometimes it's a cage