Soles of ***** shoes
worries of a bleak tomorrow
both offer ill-tidings

take your own steps
they are worth
every blister

A very gray day
Gray light, gray sky, just all gray
Said sun, tomorrow

Sometimes it’s just on
Little more pep in the step
It’s all looking up

A perfect moment.,....
when you find that enough is just right.

where ever did I go wrong
I even took that turn you wanted
is it to late to turn back around
can we get back to Lovers Lane

your nodding yes but you keep on
heading down that wrong way road
with its flashing red warning sign
Danger falling rocks ahead

so barreling headlong we go
throwing caution to the wind
fate never tempted just sealed
i pin the pedal and go for the win

I'm not your father
I'm your Dad

Trust in me to be both good and
bad like any Dad

To hold you love you and
make you feel glad

But, I will scold your ***
when you are bad

I can try and be fake to
set the perfect example

Well that be a lie and  
that's a bitter root to sample

Trust in the lord is
my best advice

Humanity? You ask, that's  
a roll of the dice