Still Here

I am just a poor boy Though my story's seldom told I have squandered my resistance For a pocketful of mumbles Such are promises All lies and jest Still, a man hears what he wants to hear And disregards the rest Nor is it strange After changes upon changes We are more or less the same After changes we are more or less the same In the clearing stands a boxer And a fighter by his trade And he carries the reminders Of every glove that laid him down Or cut him, 'till he cried out In his anger and his shame "I am leaving, I am leaving" But the fighter still remains Parts of: The Boxer by Simon and Garfunkel Still Here I will remain Despite the strain The punches thrown The anger sown The promises made The truth does fade I hear what I want to hear Disregard what I fear I bear scars From life’s wars Knocked about But never out I am still here I shout