Cryin’ out, dyin’ out and needin’ change

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I’ve sipped a thousand cans of beer till morning sunrise
and broke an endless bag of buds up from the stem
I’ve listened to the song of little babies crying
and not been called a dad by any one of them
I’ve packed up every box and suitcase sitting next to me
about a million different times I’ve rearranged
I’ve lost the only love in life I’ve ever wanted
and still it hurts to ask myself why I can’t change

I’ve seen so many people round me falling endlessly
make it by the highways driven with my hands
still a couple hundred miles between what’s best for me
no exit sign back to my home as I had planned
but you can tell by how the head lights shine ahead of me
and by the smell of nothing cooking on the range
that time is spinning and the miles keep burning into me
why in the hell the way I’m living never changed

I think about the things I’ve wanted in a bottle
remembering the life Gods given me to be
I’ve watched the waves come crashing down
as it’s grown hollow

and disappeared across the tears that fill the sea
you think that I get satisfaction from the water
I’ve been adrift and I’ve been drunk and washed away
in every drink without an answer only sorrow
just crying out and dying out and needing change ©

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4 thoughts on “Cryin’ out, dyin’ out and needin’ change

  1. culturemonk says:

    the opening was a really good hook to get the reader interested 🙂

  2. sparklefish says:

    Miss you broski, come home soon.

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