Born Crying

Guess I'm still that young boy who couldn't ever sleep at night
Lay there staring at that swirling patterned wallpaper
With the faces emerging, laughing, knowing all my deepest fears
Guess I'll never shake it
Might still need that old blanket, hanky in my pocket

Cause I was born crying, love to live whining
And I'll probably die pretty disappointed
And I would dream big but only when it's easy oh
And maybe after another 30 years
I'll be old enough to do a little better
A 60 something young boy
Got rid of the old toys less a hanky in my pocket
And still I'm mostly staying fully reclined
Still I'm mostly staying fully reclined

Back on my old bike route, looked so different from the driver's seat
Passed my old Jr high school, wonder if the gym still leaks
Joey left his Ramones tape in the deck for over seven years
Swear I still hear Rock "n" Roll high school
Every time I check my mirrors

Cause I was born crying, love to live whining
And I'll probably die pretty disappointed
And I would dream big but only when it's easy oh
And maybe after another 30 years
I'll be old enough to do a little better
A 60 something young boy
Got rid of the old toys less a hanky in my pocket
And still I'm mostly staying fully reclined
Still I'm mostly staying fully reclined

Cut up my old year books
Only kept the pages with the people I knew
Can't get much from the faces oh but some names still ring true
Guess I'll never shake it
Some things are never worth saving
And try as I might there's still one scrap of the old me
The hankie in my pocket

Cause I was born crying, love to live whining
And I'll probably die pretty disappointed
And I would dream big but only when it's easy oh
And maybe after another 30 years
I'll be old enough to do a little better
A 60 something young boy
Got rid of the old toys less a hanky in my pocket
And still I'm mostly staying fully reclined
Still I'm mostly staying fully reclined