Comfortably Numb

Comfortably Numb

When I was young and dumb and full of come

I would self medicate to become Comfortably Numb

I would consume more than my share just to get there

I couldn't talk about reality so I fought to be once again

Comfortably Numb

When I found the Man in the mirror upset

I would once again consume to become Comfortably Numb

But now the man in the mirror suffered not to be consumed

The vigor of youth no longer held him up he'd lost his grip

Now there was no being Comfortably Numb

Now Only pain and sorrow followed the consumption.

As the Man in the mirror appeared old and weathered

Rode hard and put away wet his features dulled

But once again was a peace identified as Comfortably Numb

Not induced by vices but of Knowledge and faith.

Now the man in the mirrors Mind was stronger and held

Comfortably Numb things that would consume him

Some would call it inner strength or fortitude

But he called it Comfortably Numb, nothing could break him

Then one day karma stood in front of him

She Challenged his Comfort and made him feel once again

His comfort gone the pain once again consumed him

At his age he still had enough pride to try once last time

So he set about to become Comfortably Numb,

He partook and consumed, and with His last breath

He once again felt Comfortably Numb and it consumed Him

Beware of how you choose to cope with life's hard knocks

For being Comfortably Numb won't solve anything for long

but just for now looking up at the sky I can not deny

All I want to be is once again Comfortably Numb.