We daily cross the path
With those that do and do not have
A strong grip or is that grasp
On the life they wish they had

They either know or do not know
What it means to hold out hope
Trying to make it on their own
In the throes of, that's all she wrote

That's why they choose to lean heavy
On the downside of history
What to keep and not to keep
Find they're bound to repeat

The same mistakes their fathers made
In the way that they behave
What they say and do not say
The least resistance along the way

In what they do and do not have
As they walk along the path
With a loose grip or is that grasp
On the life they wish they had