Oh God...I Feel So Alive

Downtime, so drab and dreary
alone in the world
so sad and weary.

Rolling, on cruise control
the tank's on empty
but I go, go, go.

My destination, remains untold
but I never really asked
I couldn't be so bold.

Now I'm drifting, between the expectation
I can't seem to come together
and rise to the occasion

I know, or at least think that I am fateless
I wasn't one of those kids
who thought they were bound for greatness

I'll lay down, because I guess it's time for bed
if I wake up in the morning,
I'll know that I am dead.