Two Out of Three Ain’t Bad.

[Verse 1]
To be fair, I never had a plan,
No dream job, no master plan.
Didn’t care for fame or fancy things,
Just wanted to see what life would bring.
All I wanted was love that’s true,
A pen, some words, a dream or two.
And maybe one day touch the stars,
Ride a rocket past the moon and Mars.

[Chorus]
Two out of three ain’t bad, my friend,
Got the love, got the stories, got a life I’d live again.
Still reaching for the stars, though they’re so far ahead,
But hey, at fifty-four, two out of three ain’t bad.

[Verse 2]
I’ve kissed the sun on Brighton’s shore,
Felt heartbreak, but came back for more.
Wrote down my truth in midnight lines,
Each word a spark from another time.
I never needed much applause,
Just laughter, passion, a righteous cause.
If space won’t take me, that’s okay,
My heart’s already light-years away.

[Chorus]
Two out of three ain’t bad, my friend,
Got the love, got the stories, got a life I’d live again.
Still reaching for the stars, though they’re so far ahead,
But hey, at fifty-four, two out of three ain’t bad.

[Bridge]
Maybe one day I’ll drift away,
Past the clouds where comets play.
With a notebook full of dreams in hand,
I’ll find my home among the sand… of time.

[Final Chorus]
Two out of three ain’t bad, my friend,
Got the love, got the words, till the very end.
Still chasing that last dream I never quite had,
But I smile and say — two out of three ain’t bad.

[Outro]
Yeah, at fifty-four,
With love and lore,
Two out of three… ain’t bad anymore. 🎶