If only they’d crown the king of failure
or gave a prize for heartache at the fair
or gave a dime for every time you feared the jailer
if juggling just meant throwing things in the air
not getting younger, never found that fountain
my bigger dreams now fit in my hand
i’ve stopped looking for that Big Rock Candy mountain
you can’t count on
can’t walk to Never Never Land
can’t fly to heaven, can’t fly to heaven
if they only threw parades for self destruction
or sang praise for singing out of tune
if only we got paid for doing nothing
if it all didn’t happen so soon
what if it wasn’t either or but Love was Fear
that would find you when you tried to disappear
and scare you into the light so near
and hold you in its arms forever dear