Wake up young man, it's time
To wake up
Your love affair has got to go
For 10 long years the leaves
To rake up
Slow suicide's no way to go
Blue, clouded grey,
You're not a crack up
Dizzy and weakened by the haze
Moving onward
So an infection not a phase
The cracks and lines from
Where you gave up
They make an easy man to read
For all the times you let them
Bleed you
For little peace from God you plead
And beg
For little peace from God you plead