| Song | I Was a Fool |
| Artist | Concrete Blonde |
| Album | Live In Brazil |
| [00:30.120] | I re-read silly lines |
| [00:32.160] | That made sense at the time |
| [00:34.300] | Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
| [00:37.390] | And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
| [00:41.560] | Every face that I see |
| [00:43.150] | So much younger than me |
| [00:44.890] | And I smile to myself how I don't even miss |
| [00:48.870] | My glorious past or the lips that I've kissed |
| [00:52.600] | And I think to myself that how easy this is |
| [00:56.830] | Easy to breathe, easy to live |
| [00:59.820] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [01:07.380] | Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
| [01:14.900] | And I know you liked me better then |
| [01:19.020] | And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
| [01:35.540] | …I was a fool |
| [01:43.190] | So I live in these days |
| [01:45.130] | But I still have my old ways |
| [01:47.450] | 'cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
| [01:50.890] | And I see all around me the women on time |
| [01:54.860] | Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
| [01:58.740] | and do I surrender and give up my dream |
| [02:02.830] | for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
| [02:05.840] | grow up and get real |
| [02:07.780] | for a kid in their teens |
| [02:09.370] | who won't care what I've done |
| [02:11.450] | where I've been, what I've seen |
| [02:13.150] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [02:20.770] | over who to be, how to be and what to do |
| [02:28.280] | and I know you liked me better then |
| [02:31.780] | and I know you liked me better when |
| [02:40.950] | …I…was a fool |
| [03:09.820] | I'm free to a fault |
| [03:16.220] | I'm 45 |
| [03:23.440] | I'm playing guitar |
| [03:29.960] | I'm living my life |
| [03:36.770] | Fly down the highway |
| [03:44.140] | Sun on my face |
| [03:50.710] | I belong to nobody |
| [03:57.130] | I belong to no place |
| [00:30.120] | I reread silly lines |
| [00:32.160] | That made sense at the time |
| [00:34.300] | Pages all stained with tears and red wine |
| [00:37.390] | And I walk through the airport and see magazines |
| [00:41.560] | Every face that I see |
| [00:43.150] | So much younger than me |
| [00:44.890] | And I smile to myself how I don' t even miss |
| [00:48.870] | My glorious past or the lips that I' ve kissed |
| [00:52.600] | And I think to myself that how easy this is |
| [00:56.830] | Easy to breathe, easy to live |
| [00:59.820] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [01:07.380] | Over how to be, what to say and what to do |
| [01:14.900] | And I know you liked me better then |
| [01:19.020] | And I know you liked me better when I was a fool |
| [01:35.540] | I was a fool |
| [01:43.190] | So I live in these days |
| [01:45.130] | But I still have my old ways |
| [01:47.450] | ' cause the future, somehow, has yet to arrive |
| [01:50.890] | And I see all around me the women on time |
| [01:54.860] | Kids and divorces and crisis in midlife |
| [01:58.740] | and do I surrender and give up my dream |
| [02:02.830] | for a brick in the wall and a washing machine |
| [02:05.840] | grow up and get real |
| [02:07.780] | for a kid in their teens |
| [02:09.370] | who won' t care what I' ve done |
| [02:11.450] | where I' ve been, what I' ve seen |
| [02:13.150] | And I wonder why I tear myself in two |
| [02:20.770] | over who to be, how to be and what to do |
| [02:28.280] | and I know you liked me better then |
| [02:31.780] | and I know you liked me better when |
| [02:40.950] | I was a fool |
| [03:09.820] | I' m free to a fault |
| [03:16.220] | I' m 45 |
| [03:23.440] | I' m playing guitar |
| [03:29.960] | I' m living my life |
| [03:36.770] | Fly down the highway |
| [03:44.140] | Sun on my face |
| [03:50.710] | I belong to nobody |
| [03:57.130] | I belong to no place |