sometimes what you believe is so pitiful
the way you slip in and out the door
manifest all that you want to be
but nothing about you remains a mystery
so now that you’ve got all you want
what are you going to do to save us all
and you know that you can’t say to me
the life that you live lately is not life
and you claim that nothing’s hazy
define the strife as bravery this time
but it’s not…it’s not
the license to get old is in your mind
but sometimes baby we don’t have the time
the evolution of your mind and soul
is the stuff that never gets old
of all the drama kings and queens shallow card games
yours is a modest scheme
and you know that you can’t say to me
the life that you live lately is not life
and you claim that nothing’s hazy
define the strife as bravery this time
but it’s not, oh no, it’s not
no it’s not, it’s not, oh no