Livin' on the B-Side

Living on the B side.
Living on the B side.
Living on the B side.
These are the quiet days of my life.
No grand parade, no flashing lights.
The joke is always the same: you lose what you chase,
You keep what remains.
The years leave fingerprints on the door,
But I don't count what I had before.
I keep the stories that still make me laugh,
And leave the heavy ones in the past.