Way over there where the wind come from   I swear i thought i was the only one   Each time i stop to get air well i'm still over there      The silhouette kid's swinging on a swing    Scrapes his knee and blooded brains   He shows his friends he's alive as he brags and he jives   Hey. He's alright. Yeah      They say makin up for lost time   Ain't makin up for much at all   Sometimes i think gettin older's oh so last year, yeah      But other times i grab the bull by the horns   Rip em off with calloused hands   Sometimes you cry like a child still get up in the mornin   I was a geezer just last night   Watchin TV no not understandin anything   I scrape my face on the clouds every time i get out   But that's day time      Some people they use up all their cash   Records and such just sit around but i don't care about that   People say i'm to blame i guess i think it's a shame   Oh, but I don't care. Yeah