I'm trying to be everything
A mass of rocks below a mountain holding it up
Like stilts beneath a clown
I am trying to be what you want me to be
A part of your past barley rippling in your future
I am trying to do it
But you seem to have this way of popping into my life
Always helping someone at the front of the store
Every time I walk in or am buying something
I am trying to be a part of your past
Hardly rippling in your future
But you just don't seem to let me now do you