"i've been down with drowned men"

[bootsmckenzie]

and i am blaming my life on living

i've spent so much time pressed against that glass i can see the cracks i feel them starting to split and shatter

is this something i am wanting or something i am feeling

i am kid who moved from texas born by a kid from the midwest you can live here if you can live here

from the time that we last spoke i've taken it all with a fever so high i can hardly see straight or even see the sun

i am have become somewhat of recluse i can be hardly seen in the daylight and sunshine my eyes ache with overwhelming blues covering the sky and land am i happy about this its hard to reclaim what you have lost

i lost my scarred lungs in this race burning out my heart

ever get that moment where you see how your life would if you took the other pathway would it been any different something to regard with a cherish able thoughts