I don't remember a day if it was a day,
life they say is for the living
can't say that I noticed.

But to be rescued when you don't know that you're dying,
******* in knots and you're not even trying to escape,
that is fate taking a hand.

I take today
picture a way to proceed and each day a new seed grows.

memories play poker and the joker runs on wild
but
the child in me runs free.

Faces appear
some near
some dear to me
and I see
the unknown
but
If happiness is the key
and the lock's somewhere
inside
then no matter who we are or were
It cannot hide forever,

I take these thoughts as a signpost
which is the most I can do

picking the right road takes the load off my back
puts me back on the right track
and
sometimes I'm glad that
I can't remember a thing.