time is a thief

another day of sorrow
another day of grief
time is ours to borrow
and time is a thief
waiting at your front door
the question: when and how
I'm anguished by your passing
it tells me I'm living now

I do not go to graveyards
if I have a choice
I'm always interrupted
by the sound of my own voice
there's crying in the chapel
there's mercy in the prayers
I'm awakened by your departure
I makes me know I care

one fine day my ashes
will be scattered on the tide
and time and space and reason
will all be on my side
and I will rest easy
and suffering will cease 
time is ours to borrow
and time is a thief

time

another day of sorrow
another day of grief
time is only ours to borrow
and time is a thief
and it's waiting at your front door
the question is when and how
I'm anguished by your passing
it tells me to live right now

I would give anything

I would give anything
for one more shot of whiskey
I would give anything
for one more pint of beer
For me, being sober
is somehow somewhat risky
I would give anything
to be anywhere but here

I would give anything
for one more whiff of powder
lighting up my nostrils
and speeding up my brain
I need more medicine
than what is allowed here
I would give anything
to not feel this pain

I would give anything
to have you right beside me
I would give anything
no matter how hard or tough
you don't know the cruelty
that's growing deep inside me
I would give anything
though I can never get enough
I would do anything
I don't exist without your love

save me a place (rewrite one)

when you get there
and I know you will
when you've reached 
the very top of the hill
now you're in the midst
of amazing grace
save me a place

when all your sorrows
come to an end
and you've said your goodbyes
to family and friends
upwards and onwards
from the human race
save me a place

          peace will come
          to those who wait
          peace is standing guard
          at eternity's gate

when trouble comes calling
you won't be around
now everything's music
listen to the sound
soprano and alto
tenor and bass
save me a place

last night I dreamed
that you had gone home
to a land with no worries
your trials unknown
now you're in the midst
of amazing grace
save me a place
save me a place

Survival in the big city

It's almost time for me to get on the bus and go see my therapist. I do this every week. He's a psychologist and he's very good. He's really come through for me at the times when I've needed him most. 

What are you going to talk about, farmboy?

Whatever's bothering me at the time, which is unfortunately the same stuff that bothers me every time: The fact that nothing ever fuckin' changes no matter how much work and effort I put into it. It's gotten so bad that now I'm completely bored with myself. I just want something to change, and preferably for the better. I've had enough lousy changes to last a fuckin' lifetime.

So you still haven't really answered my question. What are you going to talk about?

The job search, I suppose. About how fuckin' scary it is for me to go out there anymore. I mean, I'm sure that will change and my life will be somewhat better after I become employed. But the whole process kinda freaks me out. Can't I just be a musician and songwriter like I'm supposed to be? I feel like I've spent my whole life trying to be something I'm not, trying to fit in places that I really don't belong in.

Unfortunately, for the majority of people in the world, that's not how life works.

Don't I know it. It's all about survival in the big city. It's all about how much and how can we exploit you so we can make the greatest amount of profit, but we're not going to share it with you. I could go on and on, but I won't. And you're welcome.

Well, I hope your appointment goes well, farmboy. I think that talking about the job search and your feeling about work is a good idea.

Even if I feel hopeless?

Especially if you're feeling hopeless.

That's good, because a lot of the time I feel hopeless. I wish I didn't. I guess that's a big part of the reason why I go.

save me a place

when you get there
and I know you will
when you've reached the top
and the bottom of the hill
and now you're in the midst
of amazing grace
save me a place
save me a place

when all your sorrows
come to an end
and you've bid farewell
to family and friends
upwards and onwards
from the human race
save me a place
save me a place

          peace will come
          to those who wait
          peace is standing
          by eternity's gate

when trouble comes calling
you won't be around
now everything's music
listen to the sound
soprano and alto
tenor and bass
save me a place
save me a place

last night I dreamed
that you had gone home
to a land with no worries
your trials unknown
now you're in the midst
of amazing grace
save me a place
save me a place

out in the real world

it's another day
out in the real world
you better watch your way
it's out to get you, boy
sometimes it's okay
out in the real world
but beware of it
this world will steal your joy

          there's a lot of happiness out there
          but there's a lot of bad times, too
          you wake up in each morning's sunshine
          only to witness it changing to blue

it's one more adventure
out in the real world
winning or losing
do you have a choice
you don't need a lecture
out in the real world
but you do need a conscience
and you do have a voice

          sometimes the effort ain't worth the trying
          and sometimes the trying's not working at all
          sometimes you rise up but there's no denying
          the higher you fly
          the further you fall

but what else can you do
out in the real world
you work your hardest
and you do your best
and try to be true
out in the real world
and let faith and patience
take care of the rest

it's another day
out in the real world