Untitled Song

Its been a few days too long,

Sipping by the bed i been sitting by the the phone

Dont hear a ring no i dont hear a call

But i heard everything and it hurts when you gone

Even good dreams got my eyes wide open,

Seeing good things my wise side hoping

I fly coach, and its tucked in the bag

High side ghost but im stuck in the past

Im smarter than that, im a target at that

Im a part of the past never part of the mass

Did i start what we had see the stars and the black

And the cause of the crack, causing a crash

And a gauze in the wound never stopping the slash

And i stop and i ask do I really got what i have

Do you really bother to mask what you got in your grasp

New scene, blue in the markings the canvas is cut

And im cruisng farther from chance never once

Had a doubt see the chance of channel i trust

That my head and heart are essential to us,

Handle the drought with some cans and a bus

And a handful of blunts, hand me the zipp o damn he the one

Ol fancy for once,