 Getting
There
Your methods were not copybook
But neither were they weird
You had some good ideas
Even if they disappeared
You found yourself abandoned
By the friends you'd come to trust
When they sailed into the mainstream
Or some other kind of lust
But it's funny
You don't feel any dumber
Any wiser
Just broader
Broad enough enough to take the knocks
They shell out
Yes you took them
You don't feel any sadder
Any stronger
And the road's there
It isn't any longer
Any shorter
But it's wider
Now it gives you room
To manoeuvre
And it's funny
You don't feel any older
Any younger
Just warmer
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