Monday, October 06, 2008

Cigarette Smoke

you wake to cigarette smoke and whiskey vapors
you grab a cup of coffee...time to read the paper
the paper's late...so you go on-line again
nothing is real 'cause it's all a game
play it over and over...still it ends the same
the news is out...no one's gonna win

we have our trials
we have our doubts
we want it all
we do without
we cry to heaven
we want to try again

but it's the same old thing on a brand new day
we go on in the same old way
we look to the sky
and search for God again

(2008 db michel)