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