Childhood Dreams

I wanted to fight fires
Fly planes and retire on the moon
Spending days dusting for fossils
And nights drawing cartoons
Listening to records in my room
By MF Doom

I wanted to make millions
By twenty five and travel far
Without stress about tomorrow
Driving around in fancy cars

I’m forgetting
Life, obsessing over
Childhood dreams
Complicating every thing I do

People change and
I’m still the same guy
Stuck here fighting time
That stopped moving in the right
Direction of my mind

I wanted to be funny
Enough to write for SNL
And direct the greatest movies
Comedy could sell

I’m forgetting
Life, obsessing over
Childhood dreams
Complicating every thing I do

People change
I’m still the same guy
Stuck here fighting time
That stopped moving
In the right direction

If things don’t turn out
Like I want them to
What’s it all good for?