maybe I should spend this October clean and sober
because it just might be my favorite month
and the air alone might just get me high enough
with a cool breeze that freezes thoughts and leaves
almost whispering forget-me-nots
battles fought and won and we always seem to sing songs
about truths of another life and moments from other nights
similar to these... "it takes you back doesn't it"
I guess I'm just a man of reflection
a man who has a hard time digesting
the notion that these days are fleeting
but at least I'm passed the days
of beating my fist against the ground
and screaming to a God who can't hear me
because it just might be my favorite month
and the air alone might just get me high enough
with a cool breeze that freezes thoughts and leaves
almost whispering forget-me-nots
battles fought and won and we always seem to sing songs
about truths of another life and moments from other nights
similar to these... "it takes you back doesn't it"
I guess I'm just a man of reflection
a man who has a hard time digesting
the notion that these days are fleeting
but at least I'm passed the days
of beating my fist against the ground
and screaming to a God who can't hear me