Looking back on 54 years It's half the time to make a life Less then half to disappear You know what I know too That I wait
And life It's fires consume me It relentlessly wounds me And leaves just this waste behind Fleeting echoes stirring in my mind
(Chorus) You can believe me when I tell you There can be no other way I have lived here always bound by A sense that I have no place in this world I live ashamed For these 54 years
Time Be it as it may An imaginary notion An illusion I pray
And I Have for so long wandered And often I have wondered What makes me this way I have wasted all my life away
