There are times when I am happy
Smiling in and out of phase
My teeth are stained
But I am not embarrassed
There are three words I would say
To any doubting thomas I meet
Lick my wounds and feel my breath
I am alive
I have not seen
Nor do I believe
I suspect if blessed
Is just a test you pass
Then I am failing
There are times I am a child
Armed with chalk and endless blacktop
But youth is fleeting
And permanence is in style
More and more I am an adult
Living life like you can win
Or with false profundity
Like it's something you can lose
What does it mean?
Please forgive me
I didn't mean to get
All existentialist
But these things sneak up
There's a formula I follow
I guess it's possible you've picked up
But you should stick like glue
To what or who you know
Who am I to give advice?
What bears repeating
Is something I'm not sure
I've got a good grip on
So what right do I have to put a chorus in my songs
Sing along, sing along
With egos proud and voices strong
Sing along, sing along, sing along

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