for Shy Down and out in Santa Ana About to steal a banana About to doubt my sanity But as I was I am to be Without a doubt about it mad My mind not fit for vanity I find though mindful I might add So now about to venture out Beyond good and evil about To steal a banana I guess Surviving if just more or less To carry on and then be gone Who falling through the cracks between Society as never been Has never been happier but Had more of month no matter what Than money on his debit card And so he fell not far but hard And he is me though I wish now He might be someone else somehow Steven Curtis Lance