With the last long drag on his cigarette
He adjusts his hat with no way to keep from...

A jagged edge on a wind swept face
A struggling flower so out of place...

The struggles each day were easily passed
By a love I believed would always last...

My roots dig deep and clench the Earth
From a simple seed I was given birth...

I walk a path that is my own
A life of struggle a life alone...

Looking for joy among the strife
Wanting a reason for this life...

Coffee black and mist of the morning
Waking sun as I wait for the world to catch up...

An empty room an empty heart
An empty life, where to start...

A heart beating for no reason
Strong arms lay at my side...

Face of wonder, face of pain
Another soul lost but I feel no shame...

Crack of the round
An evil sound...

Too tired to sleep
too sad to weep...