Steal my heart in the summer.
Thoughts and visions from another time cloud my mind.
Thinking I was not meant to live this long.
Thanking an absentee god that I did not take that accidental fatal fall.
Distractions as lifeblood. Stranded drunk on a humid night.
Pushing ply. Burning sky. Making peace with vice,
constantly increasing the pressure in my life.
Aim and ambition. You've come at age.
The money must be made, the bills must be paid.
I live hand to mouth and simplify.
The things I can't afford to lose have multiplied.
Friends have scattered. I miss them all so much.
I'll see you at weddings and funerals.
We'll catch up and we'll wish each other well.
Only time will tell. I wish you well.

Scrape and crawl to gain position
Chasing my tail in the land of competition.

Scrape, crawl.
Scrape, crawl.