So much for separation
Of heart and mind
Seems like we can't
Compartmentalize
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes
A drifting life, suits me fine
I had a dream
One of those that linger
I can barely remember
Probably a good thing
I have lived but my mind has slowed
I have felt but my heart's growing cold
I have thought that I could never get old
And at the height of my credibility
I start to feel my imminent demise
In city streets
Incessant beats
Siren song
An urban metronome
Is a constant reminder
We won't be long
"This way's up, that way's down
Look at me spinning to the ground"
And in a moment like a flare
You disappear in a blazing trail
The girls will always be the bad guys
The boys will always be the lazy ones
But I'm not worried for any of them
They'll never fail to find each other
And declare forever
And that's not a new thing
I have lived long enough to know
That's just what the evidence shows
Maybe that will be my epitaph
And at the end of a long day
It always feels like a stepping stone