His Life

05/29/07

He’s a man of 32, living life through and through

Just doing the best that he can

He works hard every day, leaves time for a little play

Still somethings in his way, at the end of his day

For his mind plays tricks on him, like the Riddler to Bat Man

While he swears he will bring it to an end

But another day comes and goes, as the journey ebbs and flows

Still there’s something in his soul that’s not his friend

You see he’s always dreamt big things, like peace and harmony

Like a life by the sea, sailing in the wind

He even works a job that honours his good heart

And he knows there’s a calling just for him

Yet when it’s time for bed, and the hour is way pass ten

He feels something swirling like the dead

It comes to haunt him so, for reasons we don’t know

But the sign post on the road says look ahead

And his mind plays tricks on him, like the Riddler to Bat Man

While he swears he will bring it to an end

But another day comes and goes, as the journey ebbs and flows

Still there’s something in his soul that’s not his friend

You can see him down the street, in the sweet summer heat

Watching as a pretty girl walks on by

For a moment he’s in love, with this beauty from up above

But all he ever does is wonder why

Cause he’s never really tasted joy of a girl and a loving boy

Lost in the pleasures of their time

And he’s never had a chance, to feel true romance

But he’s starting to think he should try

For his mind plays tricks on him, like the Riddler to Bat Man

While he swears he will bring it to an end

But another day comes and goes, as the journey ebbs and flows

Still there’s something in his soul that’s not his friend

All his life he’s been so proud of proving he’ll come around

Once he figures it all out, he’ll tell you what life’s about

And all his life he’s cracked some codes that some other won’t care to know

But the code he never cracked still fill’s him with such doubt

Now a choice must be made, the price will be paid

Live a life or simply live alone?

Being strong, being brave, being all them things

Revealing the finest dream he knows

Of sharing a life, with a pretty girl as his wife

When she says I love you so just the same

Even though you’re not Superman, and the Riddler still ruins plans

You’re a man who has lived and conquered shame

So hold me tight in your arms, especially when it’s dark

And let your heart feel again

Or run away as you do, with your books and theories too

But don’t you cry the blues when the Riddler comes instead

So hold me tight in your arms, especially when it’s dark

And let your heart feel again

Or run away as you do, with your books and theories too

But don’t you cry the blues when your dreams come to an end

So don’t you cry the blues when your life comes to an end