The Joke Is On Me

THE JOKE IS ON ME - Written by Carroll Bryant

All through my life you know that I should have seen 

The pattern of my map that always ran consistently 

Never a change no matter how good it seems 

I have to figure out how to shut off these crazy dreams 

And if I should ever touch the sun

I'll cry myself a tear for the way that I made it 

But if I should ever find out that I can have none 

I'll cry myself a river for the way that I faded out

They say the best things in life are free 

But that is just a poor mans joke, I know

Because the joke is on me 

Which way to turn as to win or to lose?

But my life will be so empty regardless of what I choose

My luck isn't changing with no prospects in my sights 

The things I thought would lift me up brought me down into the night 

If I should ever fly through the sky 

I'll cry myself a tear for the loneliest flight 

But if I should ever quit long before I die 

I'll cry myself a river for the way I never tried 

They say that life is in the song that you sing

But that is just a musical joke, I know

Because the joke is on me 

All I ever do these days is pick myself back off the ground

I turn around and sure enough the world is upside down

Before I can even recover the wind swirls me around 

And I just fall back down again

I know that I cannot win 

Watching in the mirror as my soul turns into dust 

If I should ever find a way to reach the top 

I'll cry myself a tear for all the time that had unfolded 

But if I should ever decide to come to a complete stop

I'll cry myself a river for a story that concluded 

They talk about what joy life can be 

But that is just another joke, I know

Because the joke is on me