Patience

I've got this guitar I can barely play,
 And a questionable singing voice as well.
 But I get my joy out of,
 Little things like just,
 Sitting here trying to play and sing.
 Thinking thoughts without a brain.
 Walking (something) in the rain.
 But I don't mind,
 That I'm a little bit behind.
 Yeah, I don't mind,
 That I'm gonna have to keep on trying.
 I've got a heart that's like always pure.
 But I'm trying to be careful with my words.
 The point of this changing,
 Slowly and stupid now,
 And I see so clearly in the world.
 Thinking thoughts without a brain.
 Walking (something) in the rain.
 But I don't mind,
 That I'm a little bit behind.
 Yeah, I don't mind,
 That I'm gonna have to keep on trying,
 I don't mind,
 My untrained mind.
 My drunken mind.
 My wandering mind.
 No, I don't mind.
 My wandering mind.
 No, I don't mind.
 My wandering mind