Someday

It’s Tuesday afternoon.

We’re both sittin’ in the living room.

Talkin’ ’bout Elvis and his crush

on James Dean.

 

We got bored,

so we explored.

Nothin’ to do

and nowhere to be.

 

We finished up pretty soon,

after an hour or two.

Got back on the sofa

and turned on some tunes.

 

Let’s sink another drink,

go ahead and skip town,

leave all our troubles,

and burn this fucker down.

 

Started thinkin’ about times

that seem like just yesterday.

Nobody knows where

it has all gone.

 

Things were so much simpler, then.

You and me, me and you,

we had no idea what to do

so we smoked, and drank, and toked.

 

So what? What do you think?

Where will this life lead?

We’re older now, and wiser,

or that’s what they all say.

 

Will things change, or stay the same?

What of us will still remain

when the nights are short, the days are long,

and we can’t hardly see.

 

Fuck it, let’s cut it.

Forget about everything.

Let’s take my old six string

and go for a ride.

 

Let’s sink another drink,

go ahead and skip town,

leave all our troubles,

and burn this fucker down.

 

But what troubles will we find

when we leave this place behind?

New hate? New love?

New friends?

 

I’m sure there’ll be a lot of

new shit that we’ll have to put up with.

And we’ll do the same thing again.

Someday.

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