Come spend a long,
Lean time in my wasteland.
You'd think I got more than divorced, and drink got me all depressed.
I bet it won't matter at 50.
How bad I could crawl
Back on my loneliness,
Not be lonely without you.
At times we fall in love with the wrong thing, at the wrong time, at the right place. If you don't leave them alone, these things tend to haunt you. So I won't bother these things.
These days wait for nobody.
Slow down girly. Back up cutie.
Have a think about
What you'd be missing.
Just wise up on it.
Don't stop Cupid.
While I go,
'Peek a boo'.
The burden is in this town.
Up with the drum,
Down with the drama.
Sense the bees on song,
Even though you think, swarm numb.
My vote goes to some sanity, Faith, hope and clarity.
If that's all you want from me,
Here, dig it.
Destructive Patterns
A profound insight into how destructive relationships form. The specificity of "wrong thing, wrong time, right place" shows how context can make harmful choices seem inevitable. The resolution to "not bother these things" represents hard-won wisdom about avoiding familiar traps.
Path to Recovery
After the chaos and confusion of the verses, this line offers a clear alternative vision: "sanity, faith, hope and clarity." It's both a personal manifesto and an offering to others struggling with similar demons. The simplicity makes it powerful - these aren't complex solutions, just fundamental human needs.
© 2024 Written and Produced by Shaun 'Soulo' Parsons
