I sat on a rock contemplating
My life and why I am here
But all I got was a cold bum
And a craving for a beer
Thinking deep thoughts
Has never been easy
Mostly what I get is
Sleazy, queasy, or cheesy
We should never give up
Exercising our brain
We have nothing to lose
But everything to gain
I wonder how it would feel
To be totally nude
Inside a tank
In utter solitude
Without the noise of life
What would I find
Would I see everything
Or simply be blind?
I’m more complicated
Than I ever thought
Full of ideas and things
I was never taught
They have to come from
Somewhere inside
I’m still looking where
They could actually hide
It can’t be that I
Was put on this earth
Just by the fact
Of a simple birth
Oh, no, there has
To be a lot more
Some special reason
A mind to fly and soar
I did get the beer and
My bum is still cold
Maybe I’m wrong
I’m just getting old