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Wrote this when I was 39

 Still in my head but out of mind

 But there is something inside I cant resolve

 A portrait of a perfect life

 Two lovely kids, a loving wife

 A servant to the things I cant control

In this heart there is a dark corner

 With a space for everyone

 I give it all and try until my river is dry

 But i feel like less when everyone moves on

 I wonder if Ive spent my days

Trapped in an adolescent cage

Just pondering the future of us all?

Stated opinion, given back

 The best that I can, stay on track

 For most of it I cant remember

Where we took the fall?

In this heart there is a dark corner

 With a space for everyone

 I give it all and try until my river is dry

 But I feel like less when everyone moves on

 Yes I feel like less when everyone moves on