Ready as I'll Ever Be

Open my eyes  
and the dream world just gives way  
to the heavy light of day and I wonder  

Can I prepare  
for the pain I do no know?  
for the hidden undertow to pull me under?  
 
Do I really wanna spend my days  
trying to shield from the myriad ways  
that you can break an unsuspecting father's heart?  
 
And as I wash it all away-  
the greying trim of another close shave-  
I marvel that I have the strength to start  
 
'cause I'm not ready for this life;  
and I'm off balance, but I'm fine,  
and I'm rising for the day,  
to the role I've yet to play anyway,  
ready as I'll ever be.  
 
The cloth of my coat,  
though it's hard as hell to you,  
I can't make it bullet proof by believing  
 
my collar won't be  
the protection that I need  
for a skin so quick to bleed.  
Still I'm leaving.  
 
Do I really wanna spend my days  
trying to shield from the myriad ways  
that you can break an unsuspecting father's heart?  
 
What will my final downfall be?  
Where did I last leave my goddamn keys?  
Bring the toil to keep my body from falling apart  
 
'cause I'm not ready for this life;  
and I'm off balance, but I'm fine,  
and I'm rising for the day,  
to the role I've yet to play anyway,  
ready as I'll ever be.