With each step, I am more and more aware of the folly
Of living for perfection, of trying to be, what I am not
Flesh fails, my mind grows old as I fade, so inevitably
In a world of measurement by failure, I'm then wrought
If I revolve around an axis, where I'll exist and prosper
I live in a world where I am changed, misery is my lot
To endure and live on, my mind and being will await
A cat and mouse world, I'm not a cat, I've been caught
So now I wait for the final blow, if perhaps I escape
I haven't one hope of survival, unless chosen by God
If I'm able to flee, the cat's swift paw, coming for me
Only by circumstance or chance, will I beat the odds
Life is imperfect, every bit as much as me, so dream
Try to imagine something better, than the striking paw
Of living for perfection, of trying to be, what I am not
Flesh fails, my mind grows old as I fade, so inevitably
In a world of measurement by failure, I'm then wrought
If I revolve around an axis, where I'll exist and prosper
I live in a world where I am changed, misery is my lot
To endure and live on, my mind and being will await
A cat and mouse world, I'm not a cat, I've been caught
So now I wait for the final blow, if perhaps I escape
I haven't one hope of survival, unless chosen by God
If I'm able to flee, the cat's swift paw, coming for me
Only by circumstance or chance, will I beat the odds
Life is imperfect, every bit as much as me, so dream
Try to imagine something better, than the striking paw
“It is good to be a cynic, it is better to be a contented
cat, and it is best not to exist at all.” H.P. Lovecraft
