Irrelevant

There are times when I feel Like all this could be real Like a stone deep inside I feel conceit, I feel pride The mistake I often make Is how serious I take All my work and myself When I know full well that really I am irrelevant I can see how that may come across in a way That I sound insecure Like I want to be reassured But it's good, truly good Just to have it understood That what you done and what you got They don't mean an awful lot, honest I am irrelevant I want to talk in every magazine I want to grin on every TV screen But come a day they're gonna bury me And it will be as if I've never been I am irrelevant The smallest speck of light In an ocean of night