It's pouring,
 It's raining
 Training or a trade
 Hey, you bet I'm afraid
 Unequipped with a skill
 But I'm thrilled with the thrill
 Underskilled, unprepared
 Hey, who wouldn't be scared
 Bring on the obstacles
 And burn me a bridge
 I'm not sure, should I call
 This my range or a ridge?
 There ain't none too high
 If i'm up for the climb
 I'll go zero to sixty
 And stop on a dime
 A dime for a dozen
 If that's what you're after
 A moment of silence
 A lifetime of laughter
 On the brighter side
 And on a happier note
 The noise, well it's just love
 That gets caught in my throat
 The end of the line's
 Not the end of a rope just a salesman
 Selling a bucket of hope
 When the bucket gets kicked
 And my chips are all cashed
 My intentions, conventions
 Are finally smashed