Drowse

It's the sad eyed goodbyeYesterday's moments i rememberIt's the bleak street,week kneed partings i recallIt's the mistier mists the hazier daysThe brighter sun and the easier laysThere's all the more reason for laughing and cryingWhen you're younger and life isn't to hard at allIt's the fantastic drowseOf the afternoon sundaysThat bored you to rages of tearsThe unending pleadingsTo waste all your good timesIn thoughts of your middle-aged yearsIt's the vertical hold all the things that you're toldFor the everyday hero it all turns to zeroAnd there's all the more reasonFor living or dying when you're youngAnd your troubles are all very smallOut here on the street we'd gather and meetAnd scuff up the sidewalkWith endlessly restless feetHalf on the time we'd broaden our mindsMore in the pool hallThan we did in the school hallWith the down town chewing gum bumsWatching the night life the lights and the funNever wanted to be the boy next doorAlways thought i'd be something moreBut it ain't easy for a small town boyIt ain't easy at allThinkin' it right and doin' it wrongIt's easier from an arm chairWaves of alternatives wash over my sleepinessHave my eggs poached for breakfast i guessI think i'll be clint eastwoodJimi hendrix he was goodLet's try william the conquerorNow who else do i like?