I'm still learning
How to live
Thinking of
All things I have to give
To find out
Who I really am
I'm still learning
How to swim
Catch the drift
Then go back under
Strike out on my own
Find I need some comfort
Down is up, and up is down
Nothing makes sense
Got to run from the clowns
Got to greet the monsters at the door
Gotta have a stare down
Got to grieve
Over happy things
Always know the bad times are
Right around the corner
Got to sing the sad song
Got to say you'll last long
Gotta start a revolution
Keep the resistance
Throw out the happy times
Still, the trash ain't all that full |