Lost Words

Pickin' up tips from rainy day woman
Steppin' in time to the angst in my mind
Makes it hard to hear
My voice
In the noise

Takin' trips to the grocery store
Standin' in line forevermore

Someone light the fuse
So it will all
Blow up

Spittin up sand in my left hand
Souvenir's from the bitter badlands
The ones we all roam
In our search
For true love

Memories come like a boomerang that wants to sink its solemn fangs in
All our past mistakes
Come rumbling
Like a herd

Every time we feel this way like
Nothing can go right
The fortitude we had eludes us
Spinning out of sight
We know tomorrow comes with all
The grace of a hot knife
But it's up to us to tie our shoes
And put on a smile