It's been forever,
and I can't complain...

I lost the compassion,
along with all it's mapping...

He sits in the cafe all by himself
Has no faith, no heaven, no hell...

Mary Jane, you kill my pain
Though after,when you go away...

I've been here many times before,
must I bother anymore...

There's no simple way of thinking,
Since New Orleans was sinking...

This is for my friend Joe Digs
could get you out of a problem...

Well karma has always been a friend of mine,
he can show up on anyone, anywhere and anytime...

The hours are moving into some other time.
And I'm still trying to figure out...

I walk into my bedroom
and sit on my bed...

This is for you
miss "feeling so blue&quot...

I've heard way to much about it
Those stories make my heart sink...