Year Of Good Faith

27 is a year of good faith
it’s a ripe and admirable age
it took me all of my life to arrive at this place
i’m feeling calm, and lucid and brave

and it’s a cold end of october
when we awake in the morning together
and the snow falls like down from your torn feathered comforter
and i don’t want to get out of your bed

somebody wants me to be here
i say as i look in the mirror
when a flash from the past casts a shadow on the glass
but my future gets a little bit clearer

you know, janis and jimi and jim
they say they died before their time
well i do not intend to end up like them
i’ve taken that weight off my mind

you can stare up at the sun
you can idolize it’s shine
and it’s true that our sun is a glorious one
but you keep staring, you’re gonna go blind

this world is not as it seems
death is no more than a dream
life is a heartache, a party, a lottery
and no one gets out of it clean

so i’m planting myself some corn
gonna grow some brand new ears
gonna harvest the sounds of some kernels of truth
to get me through the rest of my years


27 is a year of good faith
it’s a stark and remarkable age
it took me all of my life to arrive at this place
i’m feeling calm, and lucid and brave
it took me all of my life to arrive at this place
i’m feeling lively, and lucky and free