We all have stories we're living and telling ourselves.
Somehow all you ever need's never really quite enough.
I think you can get to a point where nihilism, if that's the right word, is overwhelming, and the basic laws that society has set up - either religious or social laws - become meaningless.
When I look at myself, I don't see the man I wanted to be.
Walk tall, or baby don't walk at all.
We said we'd walk together baby come what may.That come the twilight should we lose our way.If as we're walkin a hand should slip free,I'll wait for you And should I fall behind,Wait for me.