I understand encounters that chase the wind free less
One more time to love again before I'm tucked in alone
With kittens stray and pointy stones
My
Lucid dreams in the night telling best friends of lovers I have them in my sight
Always had a crush on them
Impotent my legs spread to take in more
No one asks me out with this scar
Goodbye to lovers
Insanity does not make amends
With future deal breakers
Who's own lives depend on sobriety
The straight and narrow
Battlers on a war to themselves
Remain ship wrecked
Until the willing raise sail and catch the wind that will Carry the dreams yet to come true
Inspiration is another gift sobriety will give you Humble with holding nothing less numbing than the november night
Waiting for someone
Working for something
I know is right
Twelve. Stepping my prayers one foot step at a time
Old men go and new ones come away