I've probably spent as little time doing what I didn't want to do, to stay alive and impress others, as a fellow can get by with. I suppose that I'm just running out the clock now. Maybe I always was, but I know it now.
If I've ever made someone smile or if I've ever helped anybody feel loved, I've served my purpose. In my book, ambition's overrated, status is silly.
Oh, I am rich by my measure. I have failed at ending war, protecting all animals and mending all broken hearts, but I've tried. I don't know- maybe I've always had too much ambition.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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