I've embraced the idea that you don't care You opened the door and a dog barked, i was there I wondered if it was mad at me But there I was, walking not on the street but sniffly on the sidewalk I didn't see the car pass It was if i had jumped forward in time and blacked out And jumped with my feet but they never left that gravel And as I stumbled along the doldrums The silence was deafening But the boat was not sinking And neither was my resolve to pedal through Looking for a warm wind To catch my drift and lift me into a bend I think my empty gaze scared that lady But she evidently won't be scared tomorrow Certainly not of a schoolboy like me Which leaves my feet to be clumsy Walking one over the other in a death march to-be
This isn't a you that I usually talk about, but rather a you more frequently found and incorrectly seen as less valuable