Billy Squier - Grasping For Oblivion lyrics

Squier Cezanne, the unloved prophet, found a dignity the grace in everyone He packed his reverence and his paints and went where no one else had gone Such a lone-strung man was he Solitary vision, dyin' to break free And I hear the voices when you call see the hero where you fall You're the reason why I can't get old You're the reason why I run you're the reason why I come I will be forever grasping your oblivion Pica**o in his world ruled over everything there was no other way How else could he face the Dons of history and brush them all away Such a potent man was he Scandalized by nothing - perhaps what only he could see (chorus) A man is just a man until he finds himself as part of something more And even then he stops to ask himself what it is he came here for Such a wondering soul is me Sure of barely nothing - except for my uncertainty (chorus)