got your ambitions hanging from the ceiling.
starting to lose their meaning.
forgeeting that sweet feeling.
feels like so long ago
you were just young bones
occupied by a young soul—
but the days are getting colder
and the strain upon your shoulders
feels like boulders
getting heavy, so heavy each day.
you’d pray but forgot who to call on.
you’d sing but every song
just feels wrong.
So you light up a spliff
to free your mind
and put yourself together
one piece at a time.