Don't Try This At Home

Written by: Clay Young jr.

Don’t Try This At Home Happiness is a hard drug With withdraws so severe You would sell your soul for suicide Or some strange luck to appear And old friend you can’t count on A new stranger to greet Life could always be so different Just by walking down the street I-27 U-haul I-phone U-turn In time, a smile sags Gravity forces a face to frown A grin can turn into regret again But sadness never lets me down Rain shining on the highway Sun pouring through the trees My way, is my way I make my path as I please Please, don’t try this at home Beginning of the end If not now, then when But no matter where I may go I’ll never forget where I’ve been While wondering what’s next Over the horizon