Way over there where the wind come from I swear i thought i was the only one Each time i stop to get air well i'm still over there
The silhouette kid's swinging on a swing Scrapes his knee and blooded brains He shows his friends he's alive as he brags and he jives Hey. He's alright. Yeah
They say makin up for lost time Ain't makin up for much at all Sometimes i think gettin older's oh so last year, yeah
But other times i grab the bull by the horns Rip em off with calloused hands Sometimes you cry like a child still get up in the mornin I was a geezer just last night Watchin TV no not understandin anything I scrape my face on the clouds every time i get out But that's day time
Some people they use up all their cash Records and such just sit around but i don't care about that People say i'm to blame i guess i think it's a shame Oh, but I don't care. Yeah
