Song of Crashing Waves

Half my life, well, it's been wasted The other half, nothing at all And existence, yeah, it's graceless Upon us all the obligations fall Sing a song of the teenage lunatics Sing a song that's just some words Sing a song that's euphemistic Sing a song I don't deserve Look at the moon as a thing to ponder Sometimes the subject of a song Symbol of a cold and distant wonder And what it means to just get along Sing of irregular cosmology Sing particular and vague Sing of thoughts that gets the best of me Sing a song of crashing waves