Can Dialectics Break Bricks?

[Verse 1]
Turn the corner on twenty years
And find that you haven't found much out in the past twenty years

I'm still scared
I won't hide my fear
I'm not 100% sure that I'm even 80% here
But witticisms bordering on obnoxious will always make me smile

I tried to hide - what could I do?
Tangible life has tangibly forced me back into tangibility
Can't hide inside books and films and the dialectics of philosophy
But, sad lyrics sung happily will always strike a chord
Because half the time I'm happily sad and the rest of the time I just couldn't care

Oh no!
This is life, so grab your books and rulers and break them in half
Oh no!
This is my life and this is it, but I'd rather take a nap

All in all, I'm just along for the ride
But I'll stick around if we're going somewhere interesting