Past My Prime

Twenty-seven dollars in an old jean jacket,

And there's dust under the collar,

'Cause I've been walking for hours;

But I'm almost where

I said that I would be.

Just like long television,

This heart full of ambition

Has been haunting my dreams,

Reaching for grander things,

And I never really knew

If they could be mine.

But I'm out way past my prime,

Looking for reasons I didn't get my time.

Keep a bottle top list of the chances I've missed,

While I'm on my way to that vacant place,

And I promised myself I would not escape.

One more drink and I'm anyone's useless mess,

Just a helpless man with no self defense.

If I'm not yours, what are you looking for?

But I'm out way past my prime,

Looking for reasons I didn't get my time.

My knees aren't leading when I seem defeated

If I try to save face before I make it to

Where I said I, and swore that I, would find.

But I'm out way past my prime,

Looking for reasons I didn't get my time.

But I'm out way past my prime,

Looking for reasons I didn't get my time.