These lines could tell a thousand stories
Yet you'll not find no words written in
this face  
A life given to a zillion glories
Yet no future seen to a past
gone to haze  

Oh the joy and the glory
As I could be as one
This life a different story
The hill awaits my home

A sigh of life that could have been
This heart all bunched in knot's
Such tired eyes the suitcase full
My squinted crazy look

Roll over covers make my bed
A doorway fits the bill
Till morning brings another day
My begging saps my will
This life a living hell