I knew a girl who beat cancer by sheer force of will
Doctors and treatments weren't the answers, nor were the pills
I fear I haven't the might to make similar strides in my life
I just stew in my brine with my back burners all set on high
She traveled on to heal those with her old affliction
Conquered all fears, and achieved more than she ever pictured
But I'm the grandfather clock, the bicycle attached to a beam
The record after it's ended, the perpetual motion machine
Zero to ninety in seconds mere
Ain't that impressive in neutral gear
