I LAY TO WASTE THE DREAMS I HAD
FOOLISH DESIRES OF A MUCH YOUNGER MAN
SETTLE IN THE NOTION IT ALL GOES BAD
BELIEVING THE LIES TRYING TO UNDERSTAND
SACRIFICIAL EMOTIONS I BURY INSIDE
TELLING MYSELF THAT ITS NOT ALL LOST
FEARING THE SHADOWS I RUN AND HIDE
BREAKING FREE NO MATTER THE COST
LISTENING TOO LONG TO THE RAMBLINGS OF FOOLS
MISGUIDING ME WITH THE PATH I TAKE
PAVING THE WAY WITH BROKEN RULES
ALWAYS MAKING THE SAME MISTAKES
NO COMFORT IN THE DEAD OF NIGHT
NOT MUCH CONSOLATION WITH THE DAWN
ONE THING IS TRUE AND RIGHT
WITHOUT A DOUBT TIME KEEPS MOVING ON
3-3-7
JAY ROGERS
