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Wrote this when I was 39

Still in my head but out of mind

But there is something inside I cant resolve

A portrait of a perfect life

Two lovely kids, a loving wife

A servant to the things I cant control

In this heart there is a dark corner

With a space for everyone

I give it all and try until my river is dry

But i feel like less when everyone moves on

I wonder if Ive spent my days

Trapped in an adolescent cage

Just pondering the future of us all?

Stated opinion, given back

The best that I can, stay on track

For most of it I cant remember

Where we took the fall?

In this heart there is a dark corner

With a space for everyone

I give it all and try until my river is dry

But I feel like less when everyone moves on

Yes I feel like less when everyone moves on