Tumbleweed

Take my hand
Take my soul
I gave my life to Rock & Roll
I got 2 bad marriages
And 3 days clean

My bird has sailed
My ship has flown
The whole damn world needs to get stoned
Every girl I know
Is a beauty queen

Sitting in the dirt in the freezing cold
I know it looks fun
But it gets old
Hold me tight
I like the way you feel

But really I'd rather just be alone
Between the choice of love
And a broken bone
I say there ain't no difference
Except the time to heal

* * *

Got no history
Got no plans
I'm standing tall on my own 2 hands
Look ma, no feet

The sky is glue
And the glass is green
But hey, I'd rather be free than clean
The dust in my hair
Don't bother me

Cuz I've got time
To get it done
And I'm in no rush to meet anyone
People are crazy
Why should I be

When I can be free?

* * *

God in Heaven
Take me home
Living on the side of this dusty road
Makes me miss
What's left of my family

And yeah I know the man in church
Is a very good singer
But I've got more pathos in my middle finger
Than he's got in his entire
Maudlin discography

Cuz I've had it bad
And I've had it good
Just cuz I'm broke don't make me Robin Hood
I do what I can when I see the need

So pick up your Bible
And pass the bong
This ain't no Redemption Song
But I see no conflict
And I feel no need

I'm a tumbleweed

©2014 Nathan Payne