You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening
Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly
Far be it from me to be overreacting

My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why

Like I'm in prison, my mind is occupied with busting out

When our sleeper has risen
Said what are these walking blues about


Hey Peter Pan come play with me
Please forget your lessons
The wind is warm outside

The breeze is blowing fast and free
I don't seem to care that much
But now when you're waiting for Mama, says she

"Right now my mind is wandering up with the wind, just Peter Pan and me."

Without being artistic, I prefer to trust my heart again

It seems so sadistic, to try to write down
When I'm walking out again


Well, well well well, welcome aboard to the rest of your life
This is it, you're really in it now, good luck and good-bye
And oh look, there goes a youth, watch options fade to mist

That's all right, baby, you'll do fine, baby, it's so hard
Terribly hard, terribly hard, terribly hard...
To exist


You know how I tend to feel when nothing's happening
Like some big old bird so fat that he just can't fly

Far be it for me to be overreacting
My body hurts like hell and all I can do is wonder why


Like I'm in prison, my mind is occupied with busting out
When the sleepers have risen
Said what are these walking blues about


Terribly hard, terribly hard, terribly hard...
So hard