Lesson #15 Lyrics

Finally I take a stand

I'm not much of a man

I always break before I bend

Sign me I risk it all

Sensing an almost certain fall

My brisk pace slows to a crawl

So, I'm trudging on

Blindly I'm trudging on

I spend my life indoors

I regret being born

I carry much too much in hand

I'm still not much of a man

I guess I ate too much to stand

As soon as I find my holy grail

You can set your watch and sails

And place a wager that I'll fail

So what, I'm trudging on

So blindly I'm trudging on

I spend my life in doors

I regret being born

So I'll take a stab again

Or I'll try inside my head

Cause people aren't so cruel

When you spend your life in bed

And I never had to bend

Success will always be pretend