Hard to Say

Calculated risks
and stupidity
often look the
same to me
sometimes you’re lucky
sometimes you’re not
you might get away
or you might get caught

Just getting out of bed
is risky enough
you never know when
the going will get tough
hard to say if
you’re doing it right
but hey, go ahead
and fly your kite

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Slow Learner

It was a golden time
I was a fool
kept thinking I
could make my own rules
Life just laughed
and slapped me down
don’t even remember
hitting the ground

I’m a slow learner
so I tried some more
Life keeps knocking me
back on the floor
when I catch my breath
probably try again
sooner or later
I’m bound to win

Maybe when they carry
me out on a board
and God provides me
my reward

Awry

I thought about painting a wall
so I could watch it dry
but it would probably fall down
I’m that kind of guy
I have a hard time making plans
that do not go awry
quit bothering years ago
trying to figure why

Sometimes for a change of pace
I plan multiple events
then watch them fall like dominoes
from the hideout’s window

Not the Fire

I am not the fire
I am not the storm
I am just an old guy
trying to stay warm
on chilly nights
or cool on hot days
not much of a chance now
that I’ll change my ways

Never had any armor
never had a sword
never had a crystal ball
never had a ouija board
didn’t know what would happen
until it already did
when things got too scary
I might have run and hid

Not much of a plan
but it’s gotten me this far
I am not the storm
I am not the fire

So Far, So Good

Oooohhh,
I’m a little hard of seeing
kinda near-hearing’d too
I’d rather not talk about aches and pains
if it’s all the same to you
but I get where I need to go
and do what I have to do
though you might have to wait on me
a little longer than you want to

If you ask me how I’m doing
I might say so far, so good
like a three legged mule, I can’t kick
though I prob’ly wouldn’t if I could
the squeaky wheel might get the grease
but it also gets replaced
I think I’d like to hang around
just to see who wins the race.

Deposit

Scramble up the last of the eggs
wash them down with ice water
got through the week without having to beg
as rare as winning the lottery

Broke on the day before payday
a tradition that just won’t go away
sitting and waiting is all you can do
with the Where’s My Direct Deposit Blues

Was it too many bills
not enough overtime
too much riotous living
were you the victim of a crime
if financial husbandry
is beyond your ken
there will be many
weeks when

You’re broke on the day before payday
a tradition that just won’t go away
sitting and waiting is all you can do
with the Where’s My Direct Deposit Blues