Maybe I talk too slow.
But you've got to live a little bit faster
'cause you've got a little less time to go.
I ain't lost and I ain't searching.
But then you know me very well.
And I can't change the wind and make it blow the other way.
I'm a fool and I can tell...
That I'm alive and that's all.
That I can get up just as fast as I fall.
And I can walk and run but I'll never crawl.
And in the end it doesn't matter at all.
I don't know about the people that I read about in books.
And the Kings and Queens around my room with their quiet dirty looks.
I know I should be going somewhere, I just can't arrive.
There's a reason for believing that I've never been alive... alive...