I've got me a job,
I guess it's okay.
Don't care very much,
But it's worth the pay.
I got me a girl,
Yeah, she's alright.
Watch movies, have dinner,
Almost never fight.
Sometimes I think,
There's another way.
Choices I could make,
Before I go gray.
Take myself down,
A different road.
Where the sky is wide,
The air not so cold.
Ain't as young as I was,
Or as old as I'll be.
It feels somehow,
Like I'm always between.
My girl ran away,
Took a part of me.
All she left behind,
Was a mountain of lonely.
Used to have buddies,
Shared a game and a beer.
They're off doing something,
Or so it appears.
My folks worry 'bout me,
Say my life's a dead-end.
I'm happy they're talking,
Since their marriage did end.
I may not go far,
Whatever 'far' means.
I'm heading somewhere,
I'm always between.
Ain't as young as I was,
Or as old as I'll be.
It feels somehow,
Like I'm always between.
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