Everyday absent
You occupy my mind
Everyday present
The freedom divine
Grateful for the days
Impassioned by the signs
Indebted to your grace
Elegant by design
Forever captivated
Forever grateful to call you mine

the bartender watches
he looks with no surprise
i reside in this place
another buzzing of the bar fly
jukebox plays classic rock hits
and the men play poker
neon signs flash the phrase
welcome to nowhere

sifting through pages
reminisce at what was
playing piano
singing
but with a hum
i play this song
some call a lullaby
i smoke my cigarette
drink from my glass
in an attempt to forget
about the past

everything happens for a reason
no reason
no reason
no thing
friends come and go like the seasons
no reason
no reason
no thing
all committed was treason, for
no reason
no reason
no thing
why are you teasing, for
no reason
no reason
no thing
i wanted love, for
no reason
no reason, but for
pleasin’

i got silver
i got gold
i got a deal
i got sold
i got a lifetime
i got the world
i got a lot
i got no soul
and it all comes down
what was and never found
hidden in a mask
conformed under mass
i got power
i got luck
i got drugs
i got struck
i got strength
i got brains
i got pills that keep me sane

the rain keeps falling from the sky
and the world will not stop shifting
the reasons why
to call you on the telephone
becomes harder to do
and it comes with me
and it won’t leave me

the rain will not stop falling from the sky
look out my window
i can see it fly
the time will not stop here tonight
because the time she left
she left with no reasons why

the tears do not stop falling from the sky
i can move on with it on my side
because the sky above will not dry

the rain will not stop falling from the sky
and the rain that is falling
and the rain that has fallen
will return tonight

end of the line my friend
end of the line
well
it was only a matter of time
time
time
time
time
time                         A train conductor
time                                               sounds the
time                                                   horn crossing
time                                                  the tracks.
time
time
time
time
time           Never to go back.
time
time
time
time
time
time
time

an animal i am
they call me man
**** in any my way
eat the foul
and a dessert with ****
an animal i am
disgust in others
not me
love is the turn to open doors
though consumed with hate
an animal i am
money, women
poulty, and beef
not one sits on my throne
while i eat
oh
an animal i am

lust for life
though it may be dull
somewhat amazed at how full
high off the fumes
that pollute my head
never  show it coming
until i was dead
remarkable
i reak of disease
plague is invisible
a conscious effort
to see through the black veil
a will is alive
how long will i survive
with a lust for life