Boxing
Howard, the strangest thing
Has happened lately
When I take a good swing
And all my dreams
They pivot and slip
I drop my fists and they´re back
Laughing Howard
My intention´s become not to lose what I´ve won
Ambition has given way to desperation and I
Lost the fight from my eyes

Boxing´s been good to me, Howard
Now I´m old, you´re growing old
The whole time we knew
In a couple of years I´d be through
Has boxing been good to you?

Howard, I confess I´m scared and lonely and tired
They seem to think I´m made of clay
Another day, not cut out for this
I just want to say, I say
Well sometimes I punch myself as hard as I can
Yelling nobody cares hoping someone will tell me how
Wrong I am


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