Lyric Boxing

Howard, the strangest things
have happened lately when I
take a good swing
and all my dreams
they pivot and slip.
I drop my fists
and they re back, laughing.

Howard, my intentions
become not to lose what I ve won.
Ambition has given way
to desperation and I,
I ve lost the fight from my eyes.

Boxing s been good to me, Howard.
Now I m told,
"You re growing old."
The whole time we knew
a couple of years I d be through.
Has boxing been good to you?

Howard, now I confess
I m scared and lonely and tired.
Everyone says I m made of clay,
that I ve had my day,
that I m not cut out for this.
I just know what to say.
And I say,

boxing s been good to me, Howard.
Now I m told,
"You re growing old."
The whole time we knew
a couple of years I d be through.
Has boxing been good to you?

Well, sometimes I punch myself
hard as I can.
Yelling, "nobody cares!"
hoping someone will tell me how wrong I am,
Howard.

Boxing s been good to me, Howard.
Now I m told,
"You re growing old."
The whole time we knew
a couple of years I d be through.
Has boxing been good,
has boxing been good,
has boxing been good?