A chilled March night spent outside
Despite the fact that my body won't coincide
To the shivers inside and out.
Shimmying through a mitigated jig
Thanks to a medicinal gig
That produces a fair amount of
My grins and sins over this weekend.
No home to go to
Or places to go through
So I sit outside and enjoy the night
And choose not to fight for once;
Instead I fight for infinity
And the ability to do what I'm doing tonight
For the rest of my life.
