I've got a heart full of blues, trying to live a life with no rules. All we are is wasted fools, running from the bulls. Feeling life's push and pulls as we reach the crest of this mountain. It's been a hard climb. When you feel yourself slip, don't forget to grab ahold of what beauty your life holds for you. Some of us are forever running, running from things that seem so monstrous but in the end, we find that it was just our wicked thoughts tugging and dragging you to the bottom again, if you find yourself there once again. Well, just look up, have hope and climb again.