At Large

well i walked a little farther

i made another plan

could i ever be a father

if i can never find the man

inside, i asked my brother

he said sure you can

if you try a little harder

if you take a helping a hand

but i'm not sure i want to... anymore

because i'm looking at some things that i had previously ignored

fighting for the attention of this girl that i adore

after the first few dates she felt no need to re award

 

if the world's at large how i can complain

got some bullets to dodge, try to clear my name

some time to recharge, stoke the flame

and pick up all the pieces of my scattered brain

 

floating towards a shore that i can't picture anymore

making road trips just for a picture and a tour

buy like four albums and just like like forty words

doesn't anybody tell a corny story anymore?

to speak to a lonely boy, an oratory allegory