The cruel night soothes my tired face with a healing hand
Is it a blessing or a curse to carry the weights of man?
The heartache of a sleeping world distorted by
All the noise of time
In this complicated life of mine,I always feel I'm in decline
Coincidence or dream
That's no mystery
So I sat myself beneath a tree
I watched the ocean peel away my dreams
But they're killing me
It's not what I thought life would turn out to be
When I was 17 and living the dream
It's not what I thought life was gonna be
There's no conflict,character no point
No drama
Only dots to join
The pilgrims only progressed
cos they were ahead of time
All this troubled summer I shall try
To catch the moonbeams while I'm riding high
So I tried to hold a conversation with a man
Preoccupied by visions
Of riverbanks and giving thanks to history
I'm not walking with my head in my hands
It's just I'm older than I look
But still these dreams
Oh they trouble me
That's not what I thought life would turn out to be
Oh when I was 17
well I was living the dream
It's not what I thought my life would turn out to be
Now I'm living the dream
And it's killing me
It's not what I thought life would turn out be
Now I living the dream
Hey what are you doing with me?
Is it now I thought life was gonna be?
In this complicated life of mine,
I always feel I'm in decline