I get in from work at 2 a. m. And sit down with a beer Turn on late night t.v. And then wonder why I'm here It's meaningless and trivial And it washes over me And once again I wonder Is this all there is for me Here I am again Look at me again Here I am again On my on Trying hard to see What there is for me Here I am again On my own Life seems so pathetic I wish I could leave it all behind This canvas chair, this bed, These walls that fall in on my mind