Burn out bright..if you can.
Stay for the glory, ah your famous.
Leave for the glory, ah you'll be famous.
It's hard to know what truth to stand on, like a surf board..taking you out to sea.
shh! You can't talk about stuff like that.
Man, it would just be so much easier.
Or would it.
Greener grass gets eaten up and trampled on eventually.
So here I am.
That's all I got right now.
I'm looking at you.
My light has faded.