Vic Chesnutt
Look at Me
Yeh, look at me in my thirties
Plowing forth, unsteady and unsturdy but
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
Yeh, look at me, pushing forty
Suiting up for another sortie and
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize
I'm still alive
It may not be pretty my life up to here
But something bold and beautiful occurred, I'm not interred
You look at me as a tragic figure
One frivolous moment, I beg to differ cause
I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I win a prize, I'm still alive
It may not be pretty my life up to here, but something bold and beautiful occurred
I'm not interred