Without any training   It's pouring,   It's raining   Training or a trade   Hey, you bet I'm afraid   Unequipped with a skill   But I'm thrilled with the thrill   Underskilled, unprepared   Hey, who wouldn't be scared   Bring on the obstacles   And burn me a bridge   I'm not sure, should I call   This my range or a ridge?   There ain't none too high   If i'm up for the climb   I'll go zero to sixty   And stop on a dime   A dime for a dozen   If that's what you're after   A moment of silence   A lifetime of laughter   On the brighter side   And on a happier note   The noise, well it's just love   That gets caught in my throat   The end of the line's   Not the end of a rope just a salesman   Selling a bucket of hope   When the bucket gets kicked   And my chips are all cashed   My intentions, conventions   Are finally smashed