I’ve been feeling left out
Things are passing me by
and I don’t know why
What’s that feeling about
If I could figure it out
then we’d all be fine
As I get older and days unfold
How come I don’t feel my age
Starin’ at the empty pages
Starin’ myself blind
Workin’ on a letter, a letter divine
The nightlong drunken rages
Rollin’ up a leaf of kind
Workin’ on a letter, a letter divine
Work my way down the facade to a golden stream
Is it just a dream
Fake the accent and plod into the chocolate cream
With a laser beam
Laid on the alter in velvet robes
Pen in hand as a mage
Conjuring one for the ages
Somethin’ for them all to find
Workin’ on a letter, a letter divine
Summon the wisdom of sages
And make every last word rhyme
Workin’ on a letter divine
Just summon the wisdom of sages
But only ever half the time
Workin’ on a letter divine
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