Robin Williams

Since I moved to Los Angeles, I proved my dad's hypothesis
That I'd lose my faith and start to question why
All the greats have been depressed and money can't buy happiness
'Cause the more I get, the more I realize

Nothing that I have is really mine

What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American Dream was really fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams

Life's a moving finish line, we're never really satisfied
The things we chase, we'll have to leave behind
We celebrate each success by deciphering which one is best
The more that you're adored, the less you're liked

How could that not make you lose your mind?

What if there is beauty in boring?
What if I find solace in the ordinary?
'Cause if I want it all, when will I stop wanting more?
What good is being worshiped if I don't know what for?
If the American Dream was actually fulfilling
Then maybe we'd still be watching Robin Williams