Bombadil - Isn't It Funny lyrics

Isn't it funny To think about all the things that make us sad Like losing dreams And kisses that don't mean anything What does it bring Isn't it funny To think about all the things that make us cry Like family And the one time that your best friend lied What does it bring Its time to sit down and reflect The misdeeds you can't correct We've all had our missteps Our shoelaces are ragged And our heart rabid Have the faces become wood To burn if you could You won't say goodbye though you should The fire will pa** by where you stood Its an opportunity and it's good But it's hotter than what you're prepared to do It's a realization As you stare into the bayou That you must lower your expectations I've seen that It brings hardship at such a fast clip Broken pride and a busted lip A wheelchair is your new bridle and horse bit How will you control yourself at this high idle When the words you say don't fit And the motion in your legs is nonexistent Would you say boredom is an emotion you feel But can't vent All the memories sealed forever vacant Friends you can't even remember Nor how the time was spent You give in easy now like rag doll, it seems to be the only constant I am a chauffeur This life is over Drive where you want to I can't take you there Your arms hurts when you twist An even the best docs and psychiatrists can't Help answer why me why this They still think ignorance is bliss Did you tell them what you missed That your life is over And the chauffeur's been thrown out Golf clubs and baseball gloves But you can't even get out of the dugout You hit a home run and try to laugh You see the ball and then zone out And it's your favorite thing to watch the weather channel Wrapped in your best flannel Your eyes void you can't handle the honest precipitation or Its sting What does the rain promise What does the pain bring Forever a doubting Thomas, you begin to ask yourself about everything