mother nature is unforgiving
with or without you always spinning
dragging you down deeper and deeper
remember when you used to be eager
map in hand leading the way
barely breathing at the end of the day
hoping wishing grasping for some
feeling like from when you were young

we all start at the top of the hill
running only on what we feel
the wick is short and the wind is strong
your fire will not burn for long

are we just brought to reality?
sentenced to live in this gallery
full of lost and forgotten dreams
hopeless still we chase the green
never to be reached, a desert mirage
mistakes and failures form a collage

a sorry thing we like to call life
spent sitting around and getting high
what more is there to do

the sands of time wear on the soul
until you are but a bottomless hole
everything drained, nothing left
used and abused a victim of theft

look out for yourself
if ever you were
taught a lesson in life
this one is sure
no one will stop, and no one will care
trampled on, no one there

a lonesome road
crowded you still walk
completely alone
with only the rock
you kick on the way
to guide you through
and keep you sane
through and through