The wind till reminds

What's behind me catches up

When I find myself residing

In the same place I woke up

Walking gives me wisdom

And standing never finds the words

The deaf man heard



So why am I still here?

Waiting for the anvils and pianos to appear

My confidence and common sense has

Questioned all that's clear

I ignore my best advice

That lightning never strikes me twice

I can't repeat myself again

Why am I still here?



Learning can't define me

Unless I haven't learned

Like suntan beauties

Sit and laugh until they burn

Living gives me freedom

To take and to mistake a love

For better or for worse



Why do I still stand

Trapped inside a man?