07 Why?
Falling back into an empty chair
Crawling out and seeing nothing there
Why waste my time when I'm happy?

Slipping back into my honest world
Taking things just to feel the swirl
Why waste my time when I am here

I can do what I dream when I fear
Selling out and getting what I want
Take a pick and I will get the lock
Why waste my time when I'm complete?

Grab the walls in the toilet block
I hit my head and I flush the lot
Why waste my time when I'm fine
in the ways that I've set in my life?

My arms are protesting a weakness in me
My hands are a tool to remind me
My eyes complicated enough don't see
My fingers they curl back and witness to my face

Drifting in and out reality
Your own reflection is bewailingly
But you still smile and keep things
Up with the people on the concrete sla
When you get in ttouble you catch a ca
Waking up, drifting to the welfare door
Spend all your money till you hit the floor
You've been takien to another place
You're lying down but you're in this race
Don't ever think run away
Turn around and look at all you have
The gift of God is much greather than
You cannot die when you have life