Philosophical

Now that I am older 
I see that I fit right in 
Like a dot in the scatter plot 
Gauss bell curve maxim 
 
The light is on 
But is anyone home? 
We all have expectations 
It's so nice finding someone bright 
 
You test the sense of awareness 
You poke it left and right 
Sometimes the eyes light up 
Eagerly trace the same lines 
 
When I was younger I used to wonder 
About the great men and the legends 
What they were and what they are 
Nothing more than the nothing turning in me 
 
I have come to an age of fruition 
Doc Holiday would say that he is in his prime 
To see that there is no difference between me and them 
It's never going to get any closer 
 
So this is it 
The same thing since 1985 
You know the man standing next to you 
What he is - he is you

Legend