Living the Life of an Unknown

  If you know anything about me

Sometimes I’m barking up the wrong tree

Wondering if any of my former lovers ever miss me

Sometimes being in the right is being lonely,

Just like an astronaut all alone

Wishing he wasn’t so far from home

What made her heart be as cold as stone?

Sometimes I can hear this moan,

I don’t want to die alone

With only a telephone

No fire to warm my bones

I’m living the life of an unknown,

Strange living on the surface here

Living way too close to fear

No one to love that’s even near

Guess I just can’t make myself clear,

Talking to myself like someone cares

Like some kind of insane nightmare

I’ll have another drink with my singing bear

He juggles for me in his lair,

At least he won’t complain about my long hair

It’s neither here nor there

Purity of heart is rather rare

Almost as rare as a singing bear,

I don’t want to die alone

With only a telephone

No fire to warm my bones

I’m living the life of an unknown.