The February Sun

All I ever wanted was to live my life and fall in love
I've all I ever wanted, all I wanted's not enough
So I toughen up and grit my teeth
My great white shark smile
The February sun sinks into dark
I sit and think a while
And write down my excuses for my grandkids to read
So they can live with the illusion that as I planted seeds
I knew just what I sowed
I hope that sunflowers and snap peas are all that I grow

But I know
That even if I watch the garden bed I may only get weeds
So I'll roll the and I'll smoke them and I'll let it in my head
And what will be will be

I never meant to plough along without a plan
And now it feels as though I'm drowning in my friend's sedan
When all I thought was gonna happen
Was I'd sit out in the yard
And strum along to campfire songs
And stare up at the stars
But now my cup is overflowing
Liquid's dripping through my hands
Oh, who the hell decided I should plough along without a plan?
Oh, Jesus Christ,
Just try to get your head on straight
You've gotta be up in the morning
Try not to stay up late

And I know
That I'll be tired when I wake up, even if I sleep
So I'll close my eyes and try to make my mind go blank
And what will be will be