I use to live in this house
I use to sit on this stoop.
I contemplate
Life is a line; it isn't a loop.
As I roll my weed
The bitter chill of midnight sets in
There is a dog barking in the distance.
I thought dogs were friends of men
Some fool is kept awake
To kill the dog would be sin
The orange glow warms my face
The smoke warms my lungs
I realize it is a somber night
As smoke passes my tongue
My mind is tired and old
My body is tired and young
I feel as I have progressed
Past the things I used to love
I'm not sure what's ahead
I'm not sure what's above.
I'm still running life's race
With no reason to speak of
There is a reason life is a line
A loop is repeating
One day the sun will shine
And eternity will be greeting
I'll understand the reasons why
And my pain will be fleeting
My body will return to the Earth
My soul will return to the sky
And all will be blue calm
At the trumpet's last cry
I will forever sing of the universe
As me merges to I
When the old is done
The new has begun
It's never as bad as it seems
But sometimes it is better to run
Sprinting for the finish line
Is better than grabbing the gun
The bitter chill of night
Wakes me from my daze
I lost most of my thoughts
To a fucked up haze
But there is one thing
I'm sure this is just a phase
I guess this all started
With a line and a loop
When I wish for the old
I'll stop to regroup
Persisting through the unknown
Is better than sitting on this stoop
I use to sit on this stoop.
I contemplate
Life is a line; it isn't a loop.
As I roll my weed
The bitter chill of midnight sets in
There is a dog barking in the distance.
I thought dogs were friends of men
Some fool is kept awake
To kill the dog would be sin
The orange glow warms my face
The smoke warms my lungs
I realize it is a somber night
As smoke passes my tongue
My mind is tired and old
My body is tired and young
I feel as I have progressed
Past the things I used to love
I'm not sure what's ahead
I'm not sure what's above.
I'm still running life's race
With no reason to speak of
There is a reason life is a line
A loop is repeating
One day the sun will shine
And eternity will be greeting
I'll understand the reasons why
And my pain will be fleeting
My body will return to the Earth
My soul will return to the sky
And all will be blue calm
At the trumpet's last cry
I will forever sing of the universe
As me merges to I
When the old is done
The new has begun
It's never as bad as it seems
But sometimes it is better to run
Sprinting for the finish line
Is better than grabbing the gun
The bitter chill of night
Wakes me from my daze
I lost most of my thoughts
To a fucked up haze
But there is one thing
I'm sure this is just a phase
I guess this all started
With a line and a loop
When I wish for the old
I'll stop to regroup
Persisting through the unknown
Is better than sitting on this stoop
