Heavy

Been around About a hundred years I keep finding ways to be surprised In a world full of pain and fear The lower forms are never hard to find Straight-faced You tell such tales Of every mountain that you've had to climb But you forget, baby: None of that's real Toast yourself and pass around the wine Not all of us are ready to toe To your this and that And your so and so But when the hard truth finally calls Nothing isn't something, baby afterall Heavy is the crown The weight must bring you down It really must wear you out - A god don't slum around It's too much work To kneel down Right and wrong Ain't always clear But you know when you aim to blur the lines Soon enough, when trouble is real I wonder if you'll be around to shine