That’s the Trick

All (???)
My  life, why bother
It  cuts me deep and quick
And that's the trick

Ended up in a mood
Driven  override
So  familiar I don’t even wanna move
Wrote my will on the back of a shopping list
Bowl  full of gold but I couldn't lift a spoon

It's now night!
Well, all right!

So send me up in a fool-driven rocket ride
Bounced  off the moon, slashed down in the bay
Writing my novel with a stick in the sand
Waiting for a wave come and wash it all away

Now I’ve learned my lesson
This body makes a pretty nice prison
I feel it deep and quick
Now that's the trick