I see everything through telescopes made of toilet rolls
And i pitch strategies to heads of state long dethroned
I keep getting closer every time
I fight forest fires with giant pales full of bullet holes
I cure illnesses that nobody has, but you never know
I guess you never know until you try
Oh . . . oh . . .
I sing lullabies off nevermind to the deaf and blind
I give to charities who are profiting and committing crimes
Landing is the hardest part of flying
I build communities where nobody lives and nobody breathes
I cook delicacies to needy kids with obesity
After every fall, another climb
My elder statesmen tell me: "kid keep hanging in
Something's gotta give,
It has to if you keep on trying,
I'm trying, i'm trying, i'm trying
Oh . . . oh . . .
I invest for elderly in stocks with long maturities
And i mass-produce quarterlies for the worthy cause of saving trees
I keep getting closer every time
My elder statesmen tell me: "kid keep hanging in
Something's gotta give,
It has to if you keep on trying,
I'm trying, i'm trying, i'm trying
Thanks for everything
Here's my photograph and my resume
