I never knew who I was or was to become
never counted the rays that shone out of
the sun
never had time to drive '69
or route '66

too many tricks
too many kicks from the sick
******* who taxed me

down in the coal mine, the pit face
is the face that I wore
dusty and soot black,
but I'm never going back

I'm reading now
got a college
got some knowledge
and if god is willing
he'll fill in
the blanks for me
fill me with some
history

not counting my chickens,
but I'll wait and see
who I am
before I hatch.