you can t win all the time no one owns the perfect mind you can build and hope to find the tangible worth while kind bury me i make true all the things i conceive innocent there s no blood on my hands when the plan intervenes no one out there thinks like you awareness doesn t assure wisdom sure enough the scorners laugh understand and you will manage repeat chorus so i find out i m wrong i don t mind i ll flick it off and continue living has to be done so don t dwell on memories that impale you it s very hard to feel strong in a shell that is soft light and fragile learning to get along you ll be well if there s a now there s a later nothing that you see is real nothing that you feel is real even life itself ain t real 