Author: PM

I’m not braggin’ on humbles, I’m made of paper
Lord is my Painter … I am his scraper
Together we can sand them all down
Make ‘em look brand new
Anyone who wants … can be the chosen few

Here I am lord – one day at a time
To drink away life is a self-punished crime
I’m livin’ now … like a roll of the dice
I still feel fragile … I’ testin’ the ice

I’ve hitched a lot of rides
I’ve given just as many
Bummed a lot of smokes
Given back plenty
I’m even. Yes I’m squared.
I’ve taken and I have shared.