I spent 8 hours driving yesterday
seems only 4 spent moving
I spent since Friday on the road and roaring
and since this morning I’ve been stalled
it’s been 4 days
since I last touched these strings
that momentum could be hard to break
I spend so much time so crunched up and cramped
I feel like screaming – I feel like screaming
it’s been 5 years
waiting for this day
when I’ll be leaving I’ll be strutting when I’m leaving
I spent 5 years waiting for this release and release it is
I’ve gleaned nothing save some man’s idea that I’m better
than I was before
when in truth, now I’m simply poor
that fucker seemed so very depressed
that fucker does nothing
that fucker seems so very impressed
maybe that fucker would be better off dead
the streets are clogged with the useless
thrice damned and nothing more
once cause born
twice cause Living
thrice cause damned cause they Live next door to each other
and I’m thrice blessed and I bless my soul
I can heave myself up out of this hole
I count once cause born
twice cause Living
and I count you as I’m blessed thrice
and I could you
as I’m blessed thrice.
©2006 rob hinkal
