The cool night soothes
my tired face with a healing hand
Is there a blessing or a curse that
carries the weight of man?
The heartache of a sleeping world
Distorted by all the noise of time
Oh, in this complicated life of mine
I always feel I'm in decline
Coincidence, a dream,
that's a mystery
So I plumb myself beneath a tree
I watched the ocean peel
away my dreams
But the killing me
Is not what I thought life
would turn out to be
Oh, when I was seventeen
I was living the dream
And not what I thought life was
gonna be
Oh, there's no con flict,
character, no point
No dramas, only dust and joy
The pilgrims only progress
Cause they were ahead of the tide
All this troubled summer, I shall try
To catch the moonbeams
while I'm riding high
Oh, so I try to hold a conversation
With a memory occupied
by visions of riverbanks
I give it back for history
I'm not walking with my
head in my hands
It's just that all the better
luck I'll be stealing
Dreams, oh, they trouble me
That's not what I thought
life would turn out to be
Oh, when I was seventeen
I was living in a dream
That's not what I thought my life would turn out to be
Oh, I'm living the dream,
and it's killing me
It's not what I thought life
would turn out to be
Oh, now I'm living the dream,
and what you're doing with me
It's not how I thought
life was gonna be
Oh, and this complicated life of mine
I'll always feel I'm in decline
Ooh, ooh, ooh