our broken pieces
our broken pieces
littered stories through our lives
quiet reflection
our broken pieces
littered stories through our lives
quiet reflection
most certain knowledge
there is something that's missing
ponder a color
i shouldn't do that
though the desire is strong
still mine to misplace
when there is a time
recognize the weariness
presenting the nap
a time and a place
that can be sometimes just right
beware for land sharks
espresso is life
espresso is kryptonite
another one please
it's all familiar
not different than yesterday
stuck in ground hog day
weary to the bone
overwhelmed with all to do
it's espresso time
believe in magic
those are dangerous words
how did that happen
battered and broken
living through the burrs of life
reach for that next breath