What makes it so easy
To hurt those, you love the most
Never is it simple
And neither is the thought

Lashing out in language
Saved for the worst of times
Wishing you could take it  back
But all you can do is apologize

Quick with the anger
Turning on a dime
How did we get here
This walking a thin line

Trying to do what's right
Which too often comes out wrong
Showing of the selfish side
In the wanting what we want

What makes it so easy
To hurt those, you love the most
If we could I'm sure we would
All walk a different road

The hills are filled with ghosts
Those long dead and gone
From the dead Confederates
To Apache strong

A past that's cruel and often used
To get what it wants
Leaving in its wake the open graves
Of Fathers and their Sons

Shame done in high cotton
Holding tight the Devils hand
The dead may be forgotten
But not the sin of man

Where every Cain is Able
To lash out in hate
The blood from our brothers
Cries out from beyond the grave

As from the beginning
Until the end of time
Those long dead and gone
Are ghosts on the hillside

I don’t have an App
That shows the pronouns you go by
If you think you’re a woman
Or dream you’re a guy

There’s really no need
In getting angry with me
Feel free to believe
What you want to believe

You can wear a prom dress
Not shave your hairy legs
Don’t come down ******* me
If I struggle to guess

What ever category
You feel you fit in
The lifestyle of a furry
Or a fairy princess

Cause I could care less
About your preferences
And I care even less
In trying to guess

It should not bother you
In the least little bit
About what I think
In the way you should live

So live out your life
However you like
And I’ll do the same
With my remaining time
Hopefully then, we’ll all get along just fine

I make my way upstairs
Then wonder why I’m here
I started with a purpose
Now it’s not so clear

I find myself mid-sentence
As I draw another blank
With God as my witness
Happens more and more these days

I struggle in remembering
When I started to forget
Was it now or perhaps then
It all began to slip

I’m introduced to someone
Shake hands with a smile
Hate to say but forget the name
The moment I turn around

If you have a secret
I’m the perfect one to tell
It’s not that I can keep it
I just forget things really well

Remember when we had less
We seemed to have more happiness
Now sitting here with pockets full
We tend to frown in all we do

Without a doubt when we had less
We moved about with lower stress
And when the money came along
All it did was to pile on

We strolled along without a care
Now we're not sure of where we are
Empty wallets, simple times
Now all we do is bend to the grind

When we had less to fret with
Clutter wise or deep in debt
When fortune unfortunately came along
That's the point it all went wrong

Some feel with the less you have
The harder it is to get ahead
But the more you have the more you're kept
By the seed of greed inside your head

Afraid you'll lose all that you have...

It’s a well known fact
there’s a nap
That has my name on it

Floating in
and out my head
Where all good naps are kept

It has learned
to wait it’s turn
Placed in the nap line

Little wonder
that its number
Is that of number 9, number 9, number 9

And with that said
it steps ahead
Moving through the queue

Dusting me
with a need for sleep
As all good naps should do

We're living in the best of times
Everything is going fine
Every cloud you see is silver lined
All you thought was wrong is right

Money really grows on trees
Most of it you get to keep
We'll just take what little we need
We're all treated equally

Borders closed we are at peace
Promises were made to keep
High on the hog living free
There is nothing that you need

Empty words with hollow sounds
Leaving with us little doubt
Hard to believe what comes out
Of some certain people's mouths

Spit shined with a polished sheen
All the streets are squeaky clean
From crime to homelessness and in-between
Everything is cheap or free

All the tides are on the rise
With common man we sympathize
Eating meat will be our demise
Ten years at most is left of time

To tell the truth we're here for you
In everything we say and do
There's not a mountain we won't move
To prove how dedicated we are to you

Empty words with hollow sounds
Leaving with us little doubt
Hard to believe what comes out
Of some certain people's mouths