Morning thoughts

i have one small pile of pictures
i like to look at them all
now and again or mostly yours
they remind me of who i am - and who i was

happy faces smile for a camera
little kids dance - frozen for ever
mom and dad on the porch
looking to pass the torch

and then all of a sudden
my mind goes to nuttin
i am back in the seat
of an endless repeat

i have old papers in a box over there on the floor
no telling if they matter any more
the morning sunlight shows me they are there
yo - all i see is a bunch of fallen hair - i dont care

and then all of a sudden
my mind goes to nuttin
i am back in the seat
of an endless repeat

so i say how are these thoughts helping me?
over and over
are these thoughts behaving badly
i ask my roaring brain
but all i get is an order for cheap perfect cocaine

and then all of a sudden
my mind goes to back to nuttin
i am back in the back seat
of an endless repeat
 
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