Walking and Wondering
I slipped out of gear and dropped my rear end.
I'm lost on this road and I can't find a friend.
The last time I felt this completely alone.
At least someone was there that could say I was known.
Oooh oooh ooh is anyone there.
My problem's beyond a tire out of air.
The monkey is wrenched and the nuts are too tight.
Too long I've been benched and there's no hope in sight.
The faster I walk the farther I get.
Away from my cares and deeper in debt.
To just end up here with no one in sight.
Some where down the line I ran out of fight.
So now I kneel down and pray for relief.
In hope's that my faith is worth my belief.
The line that's been drawn, disappeared in the sand.
As I walk and I wonder awaiting a hand.
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