Just out of the eighties
His heyday behind him
Looking ahead
Feeling behind
Looking for the path he may never find
The kindest eyes so free of lies
Looks beyond to seagull skies

Feels like payday
A bright new day
Today by her side
On the grass
In the park
Under the sun
The wonderful sun

When I was a little bit younger
And not so afraid to lie
I’d often sit and wonder
If the truth would get me by
Now that I’ve been around for a while
And I’ve seen what a lie can do
I don’t think you need to worry
That I’ll ever hide the truth from you

Cars flow like water
Under-neath the bridge where I live
Find me
Hiding in the girders
Counting
Rivets as the tie-ers
Thump against the blacktop down below

 
Count me out of plans
That you have
Think of me as part of
Your past
Con-sider me a dream some nights ago