cynical

In the arms of a river not flowing water but beads of life I am sung like some old story wishing to rise from pages rife With marks and bruises, a young boy chooses between two gods One of truth and lasting fortune one of fear for fading odds I've been cynical too long Thought I'd seen all and I'm wrong Taking stock of all these years I could've lived without these fears I've had chips across my shoulder Growing heavier the older I get Now it's all so clear I could live without it I'm too cynical I'm too cynical Life's too magical To be this cynical Can you tell what I'm thinking Just by looking between my eyes Favored folks and bright young heroes Those are weirdos just in disguise Don't wait for answers Come join the dancers who dance like you I'll see you there Out in the hallways And as always you'll see me too I've been cynical too long Thought I'd seen all and I'm wrong Taking stock of all these years I could've lived without these fears I've had chips across my shoulder Growing heavier the older I get Now it's all so clear I could live without it It's about time I'm too cynical Life's too magical To be this cynical Is there any wonder why anyone does any number of wonderful things Just because I could live with it Live with it Live with it Live with it Live with it Live with it Live with it It's about time I'm too cynical I'm too cynical I'm too cynical