Song For Pete

Well, you never learned to take things in stride

You lived your life with your fist against the sky

Always reachin' a little too far, always wishin' on that same wrong star

In the eye of the storm, never findin' shelter

You smoked and you drank, but nothin' really helped

Now the autumn's comin', your days are gettin' shorter

And your restless heart still gets so bored

You're still glory bound

And the world's tried hard kickin' you around

Now there's nothin' but the fightin' that makes you feel alive

When the wind knocked your cradle down