Without any training 
It's pouring, 
It's raining 
Training or a trade 
Hey, you bet I'm afraid 
Unequipped with a skill 
But I'm thrilled with the thrill 
Underskilled, unprepared 
Hey, who wouldn't be scared 
Bring on the obstacles 
And burn me a bridge 
I'm not sure, should I call 
This my range or a ridge? 
There ain't none too high 
If I'm up for the climb 
I'll go zero to sixty 
And stop on a dime 
A dime for a dozen 
If that's what you're after 
A moment of silence 
A lifetime of laughter 
On the brighter side 
And on a happier note 
The noise, well it's just love 
That gets caught in my throat 
The end of the line's 
Not the end of a rope just a salesman 
Selling a bucket of hope 
When the bucket gets kicked 
And my chips are all cashed 
My intentions, conventions 
Are finally smashed