Next 2 Life

Categorize your life in intervals of seven And you’re an old man Before you can make it to eleven I nod off and nap for a minute or two Step back into life with a senators view No peace for me Only wars in-depth of miserable moments Misery considerably an outlet if you can palm it Take your emotions on a coast Rest next to the ocean, a scenery to calm it Yet I consume pints of liquor Offer my flawed advice to couples as they bicker Lights growing dim, candle wax melts and reforms But there is no wicker Imagine spending time apart The coming back to be with her Ale she grows Consuming days without the snow Who’s to dry her eyes When love does fail to show Here in this paradise next to life A place here on earth I’ve seen better moments just worst places Vice versa Lust, the tumor which consumes most faces Purity next to innocence remains tasteless Pull the roast, drop the pie Watch as mother looks to pace her stress Usually from nowhere I find myself running But lately my shoes won’t lace for grace Winter belongs to warmth But we reach for may Passenger seat at times we lay And where do you go When days are rumored with thoughts of “I don’t know” Focus is to maintain purpose in what you are pursuing Despite the average mans ruling In to the skies, clouds, I’m moving Lost in a mirror of allure Homesick in search of a cure Leaves bristle, just a kiss of autumn A gift given to the seekers whom sought them This place here on earth A paradise next to life