Lyrics:

I always wanted to be a someone
to climb those mountains that no one had stood on
to tell the world that I take it all on my shoulder

maybe a writer of books that made me
a name in papers that would acclaim me
the greatest writers would meet to namend me genius

I covered canvas with solid colour
until that sayed that there was now other
and old picasso hed call me his brother and friend

Id build the bridges the ships and the towers
I be Frank Lloyd Wright with brunause powers
and I would think of disigns for hours each day

but they ignored my greatest writing
they scourned my painting and said it was freightning
told me my buildings would fall to lightning and rain

soon they were saying that I was a failier
that Id never make it I should be a tailor
of failing that try to see as a sailor of boats

so let others paint now theire touch is lighter
some other author can become the great fighter
Ill be content just to be a writer of songs

and some will love them and others will hate them
and Ill just hope that someone will rate them
and maybe some day investigate them seriously