A man is not measured
By a changing of the guard
A flicker of the screen
Words from a distance screamed
My tinfoil suit sits atop
An iron heart
Hollywood or high rise
Cripple gestured start
Still when I'm appalled
I wish I could have no expectations at all
Point out our differences
When we could see what's the same
It finally rains in California
And we all drive like we're 15
Holiday dinners
More awkward than not
Can't see beneath us
Pass the gravy on up
Still when I'm let fall
I wish I could have no expectations at all
Retired your practice
Grew out your gray hair
The Moon might be Down
But there's still room to care
Hiccup till I breath
A wrinkle in your tall smile
Drift consciously away
Turn more inward everyday
Still when i've the gall
I wish I could have no expectations at all
