the eggs start to set
the eggs start to set
tomatoes roasting nearby
there will be bacon
2015
feel all of my fears
feel all of my fears
and who i am wearing them
cast them to the wind
the cold dark morning
the cold dark morning
with a silence everywhere
wrapped in loneliness
the edge disappears
the edge disappears
with the drifting emotions
some whiskey flows by
the enveloping
the enveloping
to be wrapped up in all that
the joy of floating
what a cold dark place
what a cold dark place
inside the shadow's shadow
craving some sunshine
anger and sadness
anger and sadness
reliving that memory
stone bear needs a hug
hold fast to the strap
hold fast to the strap
we're on that wild ride once more
with this ship of fools
lurking at the edge
lurking at the edge
darkness waiting in ambush
as humor creeps in
to go there again
to go there again
feel that recurring pattern
question the choice