what can you say when there is everything left to say?
what can you do when you do what you want each day?
what can you hold when it’s your life that’s got a grip?
what can you mold when the sculpture’s made of shit?
you can’t love the one you’re with if there’s no one there to say it.
what can you count when your blessings haven’t hatched?
what can you mount when your horse has left the ranch?
through her hourglass disappear the sands of time.
run don’t walk don’t mime only you can stop the rhyme.
how can you love the one you’re with if you ain’t got shit.
what can you cause if only with false alarms?
you can’t afford one but you bought the farm.
what kind of sea does a real sailor mine?
one thing’s for sure it’s not inside your mind.
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