Erratic rumblings first thing in the morning Thoughts all aglow from castiron candlesticks Sunrise hasn’t interrupted my intercession Another cup of coffee might ease my ticks
After watching too many hectic movie scenes A set of expectations upon our furrowed brow But I need to recede into my own soul Let us return to existing in the here & now
You’re happiest when spooning a salted bourbon & I’m certainly not one to overtly judge But I’m at a crossroads in this life From that woman; my heart defiantly won’t budge
These broken & delayed dreams Electric toothbrushes that constantly hum A pocketful of change & girls with eyes so pretty it makes me dumb
I’m not one to make a great scene Yet I’m your average middle-aged guy Not counted among the mundane I couldn’t be normal, even if I tried
So we’re all stuck in this spinning limbo A world with mixed up priorities & hate I’m confused by all this wasted time One of these days the hourglass will cease to rotate
So, I’m probably going to be late for work For my beautiful woman resides in this bed I could be responsible & get there on time But I’m always going to choose to love instead
A study in inexact notions Differences upon the prospective scene Our unruly burdens confound us Nothing to save us when life turns mean
Yet we can never let apathy rule the day In these times, we must be all the more aware Knowing truth can be unpopular Yet compassion is the way to genuinely care
