Just a Ride
Words and
Music
© November 26, 2000 by James M. "Dago" Marchellino
There ain't
no easy answers - I discover as I go
In the things I take for granted - In the things I'll never know -
I'm still torn between the right and wrong,
the brightest lights burn half as long, it seems ....
Through addiction and subtraction -
The cost in wasted time and broken dreams....
Like others
gone before me - there's the ones I've left behind.
All the treasures I've abandoned, seeking things I'll never find -
I drift across these stormy seas,
'til I'm finally washed up on the sand....
'cause for me too much just ain't enough,
but a lot of times it's more than I can stand....
I try to
make some sense out of these thoughts inside my head,
All the things that keep me up at night while I'm lying in my bed -
I eat and sleep, I work and play,
I smoke and drink and fight, I fuck and ride....
Just to feed the hungers that I feel
and calm the wild things that live inside....
Sometimes my
head is empty - Sometimes my heart is full.
I just abide and wait the tide that cycles through my soul -
and when the muses speak to me
the music and the words come rushing in....
then the writer in this rider
tunes it up and lays it down and starts again....
(Bridge)
I am just a
passenger, and life is just a ride.
A pilgrimage from dark to light - across a great divide.
And so I try the best I can - to face my trouble like a man -
And I do....
And when it all becomes too much
and I need to feel a gentle touch - it's you....
Yeah, when
it all becomes too much
and I need to feel a gentle touch - it's you!
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