47 by Anders Osborne Lyrics

Everybody keeps telling me to "Keep doing what you're doing," so I keep doing just that
But it don't mean a thing
Just the other day, a real good friend of mine said "You're doing fine, doing great, great, great, great, great."
I didn't say anything
A young man's dream at 17
Got shit done at 21
At 32, I met you
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
But nothing happens at 47
When I was young, just a little boy
I lived far, far, far, far, far away from here
And I was really loved
They would hold me in their arms, tuck me into bed
Help me go to sleep, 'cause I could never really go to sleep
All that well
A young man's dreams at 17
Got shit done at 21
At 32, I met you
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
But nothing happens at 47
I'm still walking in the big, big park
Digging around in my keep weak heart
I'm looking for help
This human condition, I made it my mission
To following the cash, go with the masses
Promises, promises, promises, promises, promises
I made to myself
A young man's dreams at 17
Got shit done at 21
At 32, I met you
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
I made a little money at 40
But nothing happens at 47