Here is a folk song I composed back in undergrad in New Mexico. I was really influenced by Mumford and Sons back then and a lot of local musicians also liked that acoustic style. Let the song take on any meaning to you, but I personally wrote it while frustrated, studying for the GRE grad school entrance exams. Let me know what you think in the comments!

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Lyrics:

There comes a point in every man's life

Where you ask yourself son,

Just how far have I come

Just what have I done

I've taken the beaten path

Was this all a waste of time?

When will it all end?

Could I just get a sign?

I've grown so tired

of all these games,

these bags under my eyes

no salt left in these veins.

With all the strength I have left

Could I have just one more day

Try as I might

Will it matter any way

I've become skin and bone

Although I eat every day

Try as I might

I'm withering away

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Don't tell me how much time I have left

Don't tell me how close I've come

For when I lay my head to rest

I'll know that I've won