when we all agree   will you take it gracefully?   and years from now   will you be forgotten?   i take each day as it comes   but still i assume it's all wrong   i remember me in my infancy   how strange to feel i was braver then      but still   so many harder things lie ahead of me   and i will   not be swayed by your idiocy   everything's changed   everyone's gone   i'm all on my own   as i knew all along   and i remember now what i had meant to say   how strange to feel i was braver then      all i call my own   all i call myself   i have spent so long   without the change i need   and if i think things through   it doesn't seem too clear   as if there's no importance   in the things i hold most dear