Go It Alone
My final day begins
With a complicated cocktail
And the lines begin to blur
Dazed and confused
I start to watch
The outtakes of my life story
And the titles roll in
As consciousness begins
Gotta go it alone
My story starts to spin
With a perfume-scented nightmare
And blissful unaware
Amazed and bemused
I start to track
The purpose of my life story
With lessons from kin
Illusions always win
Time is a drug
That can’t be reasoned with
A man without love
With judgement day at hand
Oh, please forgive |