FAMOUS (1998?)

It took him a while
To keep himself awake
His eyes wanted to close
And his body desired to swim
Back into the warm sheets
As if a boat flew
Into a sunny, summer port
He just enough held himself above the water
Put his blue flannel shirt on
And went to work with a smile on his face
He looked like a chameleon
The deep red clouds spread all over the sky
He looks at his hand
He takes a long still look at his hand
He wants them to be free
Plans to go home and eat
Dinner he makes himself
Already lets us know of its presence
The aroma splits the air into an equal half
He doesn't push you away
When you want to listen
He doesn't please you to stay
If you don't desire to
He will put his hand into fire for you
Just for this
He will be in the hall of fame
He ate, drink his tea
Played with his dog and went to sleep
You might not know him well
But he draws a clear picture in the hall of fame.