Outside, The Leaves

Outside, the leaves are falling at a
Frightening pace
People soon will multiply
At the lines on my face
How does anybody stay?
How does anybody know when they're lost?
Lost for good
Lost for good
The first thing I gotta do is
Get myself a job
Work hard for a couple years, and buy a nasty car
Parked outside, underneath the clear blue sky and
Dying trees, and everyone will look at me and say
"That kid, he's got it figured out
He's got it figured out for now"
Sometimes I do it and it takes me by surprise
When everybody seems to wrap their heads around the size of the universe
And the lenghts of their lives
"Make sure you understand the weight of what you say"
Wise words he said to me, as he turned and walked away
I stood there and just sighed
My hands were weak and my mouth was dry
As I declared I won't be coming home
I'm staying here a while
I'm staying here a while
While you wait
And every time my name's misspelled
I wonder why
Can't everybody not just wrap their heads around the size of the universe
And other people's lives?