Goalie

When I was younger I thought I'll grow into something else But I am... you Nothing to be worried about Assembled with psychosis and rage Built to endure and accept  In the name of applause and a stage I thought to myself I'll survive everything, all that life throws at me I was a goalie in school I was a dreamer, I was a fool A parallel universe, another life and I'm healed Nothing to be worried about Here happiness is deep, dreamless sleep Madness is sharp and we're helplessly joined at the hip Here wood is already set in its ways It grows from a dark place to God knows what end I am growing older, I am starting to bend Pale blue dot To your rules of Can and Cannot There's not enough time and not enough heart I was born in your world and I had to embrace it There was no other way And this weight is heavy