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I’m dying to live in this jar with no lid
Waiting for the dust to settle in the bevel
Trying to live my life right because fires too hot
For dancing with the devil across a checkered floor
Living right doing wrong Giving up is not an option
Trying to think through all the interruption
I see all those who I use to know and love
Down here not up above I see ghost
Uninspired my inkwell is dry still I try
Uninspired I want to cry but never try
Like a waterfall is dry a block of stone
Cloudy skies like the sun is gone
I’ll go back to bed if it doesn’t shine
Feels like a heavy ton is on my mind
I want to write a letter to my blues
In a mist of tumble weeds in a lonely breeze
I just got up off my knees hoping God hears me
You keep showing up in my life every time I have to die
To live another life to fly and run again
You keep bringing me bad news turning off the lights
I don’t miss you when you gone I wish you would stay away
I didn’t invite you to my home when you come you want to stay
You always bring me down Chocolate mud puddles on the ground
All of Gods crayons are brown the streets I walk are red
Like a blood streaming I have to die to live it’s so hard to forgive
I want to see my dreams not the ones that make me scream
My inner child thinks I’m mean I’m going crazy it seems
Busting out of the seems Like the Hawk I’m turning green
Too much age for all this rage November smell the sage
End of chapter turn the page I’m still sitting at the table
Staring at the empty chairs seeing who use to be there
I want to go where they've have been but I’m too much in love with sin
I’ll just sit here dying to live chasing the blues away
In the santa anna wind blowing through the open window
