Maybe you talk too high, man Maybe I talk too slow But you've got to live a little bit faster 'Cause you've got a little less time to go
I ain't lost and I ain't searching But then you know me very well And I can't change the wind and make it blow the other way I'm a fool and I can tell
That I'm alive and that's all
That I can get up just as fast as I fall And I can walk and run but I'll never crawl And in the end it doesn't matter at all
I don't know about the people that I read about in books And the kings and queens around my room with their quiet dirty looks I know I should be going somewhere, I just can't arrive There's a reason for believing that I've never been alive, alive