Lyric

I did not save the world today

But I threw the plastic trash away

Look at me now in my plain white shirt

Walking tall on the common dirt

I am a genius of getting by

Without a tear in my lazy eye

Give me a crown of paper bags

I am a king in cotton rags

The alarm clock screamed at seven flat

I stared at the wall where the spider sat

I could have stayed beneath the sheet

And swallowed the pill of sweet defeat

Instead I put my left foot down

And wore a face without a frown

I boiled the water I cracked the egg

I stood up straight on a tired leg

Nobody writes a song for this

The silent wars that people miss

Just breathing out and breathing in

Is a heavy weight underneath the skin

But I hold it up

Yes I hold it up

I did not save the world today

But I threw the plastic trash away

Look at me now in my plain white shirt

Walking tall on the common dirt

I am a genius of getting by

Without a tear in my lazy eye

Give me a crown of paper bags

I am a king in cotton rags

I paid the bill for the electricity

I walked right through the concrete city

Someone bumped my shoulder hard

I did not play the victim card

I bought a cabbage and a yellow soap

I filled my pockets with quiet hope

Washing the dishes with a steady hand

I am the bravest in this land

Nobody writes a song for this

The silent wars that people miss

Just breathing out and breathing in

Is a heavy weight underneath the skin

But I hold it up

Yes I hold it up

I did not save the world today

But I threw the plastic trash away

Look at me now in my plain white shirt

Walking tall on the common dirt

I am a genius of getting by

Without a tear in my lazy eye

Give me a crown of paper bags

I am a king in cotton rags

I checked the mail just envelopes

I folded the laundry tied the ropes

Every shirt is a flag of peace

Every sigh is a sweet release

I am not climbing a mountain peak

But I survived another week

It takes some guts to just be me

Drinking a glass of tap water tea

Nobody writes a song for this

The silent wars that people miss

Just breathing out and breathing in

Is a heavy weight underneath the skin

But I hold it up

Yes I hold it up

The history books will leave me out

They love a war they love a shout

But peace is kept by folks like me

Watching the clock at half past three

I am a monument of flesh and bone

Sitting right here on the sofa throne

I forgive my flaws I bless my name

I am the winner of this quiet game

I tied my shoelaces double tight

I turned on the fluorescent light

I watched the news and did not cry

I baked a frozen apple pie

A million tiny victories

Hidden in the daily breeze

I give myself a standing ovation

For handling my own frustration

I did not save the world today

But I threw the plastic trash away

Look at me now in my plain white shirt

Walking tall on the common dirt

I am a genius of getting by

Without a tear in my lazy eye

Give me a crown of paper bags

I am a king in cotton rags

I am magnificent

I paid the rent

I breathed the air

I combed my hair

Look at the masterpiece

Just existing

Just breathing

Look at me now