Justification Of An Old Man

Climb the stairs, keep on tall toes.
Try not to make a sound.
At the end of the hallway smell a little girl's room.
Your middle-life breath has got some wisdom to impart.
Footsteps are heavy. doorknobs turn so loud.
But it's not like you're doing anything wrong, are you old man?
Take what's yours.
No one can keep you from telling what's right and what's wrong.
At the end of a long day you've worked so hard for this.
You'll just take a second then you'll be gone.
Your breath will leave memories.
Your fingerprints burn.
But it's not like you're doing anything wrong, are you old man?