From contemplation to conviction
Vows to valleys of addiction...
It started off as a simple place
You know, just a playground across the street...
They'll never let me into heaven, to them doesn't...
Heard the man every word he said, you know, he may...
As I look back on the winding road
with many a twist and turn...
I wasn’t told that your kids
make you wanna throw yourself in a river with...
The streets
around her are dying with the madness...
Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...
Naught is promised, our time here, we borrow
Yesterday's gone, though we can hope for tomorrow...
They ask me where I was born
like if the place where I come from...
The clock strikes three,
a feeble beep in the blaring silence...
We plant flowers in our chests
and bloom epiphanies...
Take your time today and smile,
For life is just a little while...