Drowse

[Verse 1:]
It's the sad-eyed goodbye yesterday moments I remember
It's the bleak street weak-kneed partings I recall.

It's the mistier mist
The hazier days
The brighter sun
And the easier lays.

There's all the more reason for laughing and crying
When you're younger and life isn't too hard at all.

[Verse 2:]
It's the fantastic drowse of the afternoon Sundays
That bored you to rages of tears
The unending pleadings to waste all your good times
In thoughts of your middle-aged years.

It's a vertical hold
All the things that you're told
For the everyday hero
It all turns to zero.

And there's all the more reason for living or dying
When you're young and your troubles are all very small.

[Bridge:]
Out here on the street
We'd gather and meet
And scuff up the sidewalk with endlessly restless feet.

Half of the time
We'd broaden our minds
More in the pool hall than we did in the school hall.

With the downtown chewing-gum bums
Watching the nightlife, the lights and the fun.

[Verse 3:]
Never wanted to be the boy next door
Always thought I'd be something more
But it ain't easy for a smalltown boy
It ain't easy at all.

Thinkin' it right, doin' it wrong
It's easier from an armchair
Waves of alternatives wash at my sleepiness
Have my eggs poached for breakfast I guess.

[Spoken Outro:]
I think I'll be Clint Eastwood
Oh no Jimi Hendrix, he was good
Let's try William the Conquerer
Now who else do I like?