I'm viewing life as a playground to play on

everybody wants to give advice

using the bottle as an icon to pray on

is my religion without compromise



I've seen it all through the eyes of a blind man

his destination led me back where I was

she loved me then she loves me now

got to be going



she said her peace at the break of December

I know I lost her and she'll never return

it's such a blur that it's hard to remember

man I had it coming I just didn't know when



going to see her was to find consolation

hoping the final bridge we had hadn't burned

I rang the door bell - nobody answered

I tried the lock but my key wouldn't turn




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