Standing

[Verse 1]
Twenty-three years standing here with one foot in the road
Man in a suit in a wheelchair, finger in the air
Wondering which way the traffic flows, nobody knows

[Verse 2]
Forty-six years standing here, one hand across the sun
Man on his knees trying to please just succeeds in a sneeze
They should be giving away guns, nobody runs

[Verse 3]
Sixty-four years laying here, head up against the wall
Girl with a phone like a black bone gets a ringing tone
Nobody's in, nobody wins, nobody wins