Everything's looking up from the deep of this well
But is it the womb of re-birth, or the bottom of hell?
I look for the day, where I won't look for order
Renewal seems just around the corner

Used to take the shortcut, rob Peter pay Paul
Aspire to the vanity of the rich, be the wicked belle of the ball
I thought to be king you had to be cruel
And the tighter the fist, the longer you'll rule

At a very tender age, I headed out west
A meal of decadence, I sucked from the breast
The lessons were hard, & I sure took my licks
But my tongue still wags, & my clock still ticks

I made a vow to my ego, never to be confined
Every treasure to be hoarded, forever to be mine
But the minutes turned long, every day like a year
Till I couldn't recognize, what looked back from the mirror

If you let it, this life can grind you to dust
Lead you down alleys, of despair and disgust
Forgiveness remains for the righteous and wicked
For the lovesick and hated, for the healthy and sicked

When I look in the eyes, of my child I can see
That most of him is perfect, and the rest of him is me
For everything you must fight, even your own history
Which has already happened, isn't that crazy

There are very few things I have any clue what I'm doing
Every man has that right to be his own ruin
Every bargain is made from a weakened position
Diagnosed with a case of the human condition

When I close my eyes quick, movies play in my head
Soundtrack drenched in the blues, musicians long dead
At an auction I bid for some worthy advice
From Mohammad, the Buddha & Jesus Christ

I ain't got thick skin, but I'm pretty well dressed
About little things, I'm a lot of obsessed
But I'm working my way to get out of this rut
No more punch lines, punch-drunk or punched in the gut

There's a fine line to walk when pursuing romance
Either jump in too soon, or you miss the chance
When I get through the door, things go right up in smoke
They either think I'm a jerk, or they don't get my jokes

From the time I could think, I believed in a voice
But they made me believe my belief was a choice
The angles can change but no matter the view
The truth doesn't need me, and it sure don't need you

People ask me my hobbies, I tell 'me suicide prevention
100 percent success rate, with a client whose name I can't mention
I tell him or her that the best comes tomorrow
So it's first light I seek, and daybreak I follow

I've gone where the boat simply drifts with the tide
If you want to jump on, need no ticket to ride
There's always a risk of a surprise attack
I've sailed through that storm, but I'm thinking about going back

Something's gone very wrong, with the world today
Can't be fixed by a faith, or how hard you pray
I don't mean to be harsh, or to sound the alarm
Where others see hope, I can only see harm

The hardest thing to accept is that yesterday's gone
You can't go back and change it no matter what you did wrong
But right now is forever and it's in your command
Every moment is a promise in the palm of your hand