Time, time, time, See what's become of me, While I look around all my possibilities |
Who am I to blow against the wind? |
Why am I so soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard? |
Yesterday, it was my birthday I hung one more year on the line I should be depressed My life's a mess But I'm Having A Good Time... |
You want to be a writer, don't know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen. |