Lessons

Hello my old friend
Seems that we’ve met again
And I know the drill
Fear in the let go
Run in the shadows
So it goes
Hello my old friend
Now I know your intent
Gray, black and fill
Dirt under my nails
Wind in my torn sails
Money I would spend it all to clear my name
Funny how wasted time can feel this way
Write it off as, yet another day
Calling on your name and finally turn the page
Finally turn the page
Money I would spend it all to clear my name
Funny how wasted time can feel this way
Write it off as, yet another day
Calling on your name and finally turn the page
Finally turn the page
Money I would spend it all to clear my name
Funny how wasted time can feel this way
Write it off as, yet another day
Calling on your name and finally turn the page
Lessons from the sage