Driving down route sixty five. Radio blaring and having a good time.
A sticker of mason in front of my truck.
A sign from my great grandfather to have good luck.
I never meet him but I know him like mike
He’s a man I know I’d like
Relax for a bit near the fire with friends. I never want this night to end.
Clean the pile and a bottle or two. I can’t sleep without noticing you.
The flames rise and fly to the sky’s. And wonder how high that heat can soar.
Up to the heavens and in through that door.

Bill was a worker, it’s easy to see. My father’s grandfather is right next to me.
Could fix a pile of rubble with some nails and twine.
Centuries later his reputation is a wicked nice guy.
As the wind blows through me like whiskey and wine.
I somehow know that it’s my time.
The year has come for greatness to rise.
Cause I’m the great grandson of that hell of a guy.
So ill raise my glass up high in the air.
Then Say a toast to old bill and sit right here.

Fornication, manipulation, you’re unaware of the evil that I’m makin.
Sick to my stomach, I can’t sleep. Like every other night I’m in too deep.
Dug a hole too low I can’t climb out. Voices in my head say they’re a help.
But all they do is fill me with doubt. Only one person knows how I felt.
Rip pardoned from these burdens and scream and shout.
But fornication and manipulation. You’re unaware of the evil that I’m makin.
You’re a demon in makeup. So I drink it away. Bartenders fill up my cup.
In this pitiful world I sit.  But I’m only digging deeper someone help me back up.
Freedom. Down deep in my pit

Summers arriving and the grass is growing.
Time is depriving on where we are going
Turn the hour glass. Forget the past. Where were going there’s no turning back.
We just keep driving. You say don’t stop.
I hit the gas and punch the clock.
Leave all your worries and troubles behind. Cause honey I told you all we have is time.
The endless trails of love and passion.
Let’s get lost in this dream and never wake up.
The devils nectar is sleighing and cracking.
Show him sparks, we give him us. Show him hate, we show him lust.
He shouts with anger and fistful rage.
We grab a corner and flip the page
Because our story is oh so fine.
So leave all your worries and troubles behind. Cause honey all we need is time!
You grab the keys, I leave our coats.
Before our lives break from our throats.
We might just make it out alive.
But hours are fast.
We end up here where we started.
Down in our tombs, run out of time.
Back to the past, our love is in fumes.
What I would give to be back with you.

I see through your soul. It’s aching with hurt. Camouflaged skin and a crippled rebirth
An angel of few that’s fallin to earth.
If only if only I could step in her light. And be known by her mind and saw through her sight.
I’d be that man to hold her tight. I don’t knowif it will but maybe it might.
So don’t walk around with feeling of hurt.
You’re an angel of few who’s fallin to earth

Don’t get discouraged when times get tough. Even if it feels like god has you in cuffs
Break loose of the chains that bind your path. He means no harm when showing wrath
But the men you been with are idiopaths

If only if only I could step in her light. And be known by her mind and saw through her sight.
I’d be that man to hold her so tight. I don’t know if it will but maybe it might.
So don’t walk around with feeling of hurt.
You’re an angel of few who’s fallin to earth

I question myself if feelings are true, I didn’t know that angel was you.
Few words can describe how I feel; when our fingers touched I knew love was real

Rose from the ashes of a crippled rebirth
A women I mean has fallin to earth
Forget all the losers with corny one line’s
Bound together by roses and vines.
An angel I love is finally mine