Occhiolism

The more I see of life The less I understand it The more I start to roam I realize I don't know Much of Anything Anywhere Oh my heart's gone off the edge Chasing thunder running Out from cover Waiting for the clouds outside to roll away Saying this must be the place Like a naïve melody So Ill, close my eyes and sing myself to sleep So just tell me where I'm supposed to be There's way too much of this world to see From the Wastelands and high alps To all in between All I wants just a place to be free Oh I admit that I ain't that tough I exist as I am and that's enough Take a trip round the outside of the sun Every year I age more than one And I said and I said and I said it ain't pretty but hey we're making it work And I said and I said it's under discussion and asked you with a smirk Are my legs too long Is my hair uneven But still I'm standing tall I hope that I find something Before I lose it all So just tell me where I'm supposed to be There's way too much of this world to see From the Wastelands and high Alps To all in between All I wants just a place to be free