Caught up in the heart of it
Tumbleweeds rolling by my legs
City sun washes over me
These bare dotted trees my only friends

Guilty of the guile that is within me
What you're supposed to do isn't free
Cast out and burned out
I hear the dry whimper of drought

Death comes and death goes
Stale hospital sheets between my finger tips
Gut is busted and the TV is rusted
Friends I knew turned out couldn't be trusted

I scream for forgiveness toward the icy winter sky
Trying to make a man listen who isn't anywhere
I shake praying to my hands and dull razor blades
Washing my thoughts so I'm not afraid

Lost at sea without a crew
Fifty foot waves all around me
Who knew there would be so few
Breathes until I saw that life was the biggest prank
Of them all

Seeing the mirrors cracked reflection of summer's past
I ask, "Who is that on the other side?"
Future fears formatting themselves furiously
Attempting to sweep away dear father's ashen crops

Make not the mistakes He has made
Begin again anew
Feel his muscles leak with that of poison
Smoke being what fills
His weak, corroding lungs

Give all Your love
Like the rays of first dawn's Sun
Or the breathe of fresh tree's leaves
Or the dream of winter's fog filled
With what you fear the most

Eyes open to see out my window
Old ladies bang their cloth drums
Dog's unchained take verbal orders
The business man receives his first folder

Each one of us a day older