Back to the wall breath, coffee cigarette plaque stink
Memories of the skate rink, connecting the crossword
Yelled but not heard, trying to cut a word in edgewise
Your chest falls, only to rise, rise again, loving you like a friend
Foolish fantasies of my own something, anything
Concrete corners turned soilward in a soft snow
Where did the time go, how did spirits get so low?
Brain lost in Indo, miss the windblown feeling in my hair
Carrying a rifle but not a care of the consequence
My two cents is to be happy and serve others
Our sisters and brothers deserve us loving eachother
When we die we return to mother, Earth, soil is what we're worth
Tilled since your birth, the furrows of your self run deep
Just took me to long to see it