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