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He went through life looking for answers

To the questions that bothered him so

He was impressive, young and aggressive

Saving the world all on his own



Then he met up with a girl

She took him away

Put his ambitions at bay

The summers and winters

Scattered like splinters

And a couple years just slipped away



Till one morning he woke up

Realized life was passing him by

Tears were falling

While he was recalling

Answers he never found

So he hopped in his car and headed on

Left town without a sound



Three hours west, he settled home

Met new friends and startled all over again

Happier than he'd been in quite a while

And all of the questions, and all of the answers

Were locked away in his attic one day

Cause he liked the quiet, clean country living

And a few more years slipped away



Time progressed and his goals changed

People said he gave up on his dreams

But in truth, he merely learned what was important

He left his world and headed home

To the place he swore would never see him return

And though he had no idea what lay ahead

He was quite content with the hand he was dealt

And a few more years slipped away



Now he lives in his own world

Dreaming each day away

Hearing their criticisms, not caring either way

He'll keep writing his memoirs

Cause he doesn't care what most people say



He never found the answers

To the questions that haunted him so

But through twenty years of perpetual motion

He learned enough to say

That some of it was magic

And some of it tragic

But he had a good life all the way