More times than five, I've been right here by your side
Still wondering where did you go?
Walk down the hall, In a mental menacle
Don't want to be 'round , When you take yourself out
But I have more vigor than this
Step to the plate to swing and miss
And it's a complicated life
When "how you live, is how you die"
Looks like your soul is connected to a wall
A photograph stands by the bed
Of better times, when we crubled with our spine
But lived the next day and put the Malice away
That's when I noticed the drip
Ignored the line that didn't skip
It seemed the blue suburban sky
turned to gray, polluted night
So now you sleep inside a space
A bed of roses, the torns replaced
No more sleepless nights
just for me , But as for you, a memory.