ALONG THE WAY
Along the way I went astray, not thinking like I do today. Not thinking of much at all, sat waiting on a higher call.
Along the way I used to play not playing like I do today. Chicks and trips, motorcycle chains on their hips, choppers and bad boys, bloody finger tips
Along the way, not like today, I did it all in a different way. Staying high most every day. White line fever seem here to stay, pop some pills, smoke a jay snort some more, blow my brains away....
Along the way I could not stay, had to move along from day to day. Nothing stabile unlike today. Didn’t give a shit what you may have to say. Outside opinions they don’t mean much, only believe what I could taste and touch.
Along the way the white went to grey, my soul didn’t shine like it do today. A dark cloud cast a shadow of grey, but it won’t be like that no not today. At least that’s what I believe anyway.
I may have fell and lost my way, but now I’m back and here to stay. I see it all in a different way. Along the way, along the way.