A New Place to Live
He told her come on baby,
let’s pack up and leave this town.
Cause living here just makes me,
feel like I’m gonna drown.
We will find that perfect place,
somewhere we can settle down.
I give you my word baby,
we will quit roaming around.
So they left that little town,
from way back up in the sticks.
Headed to those city lights,
where they’d learn some brand-new tricks.
A couple country bumpkins,
nothing more than simple hicks.
Soon got lost in the shuffle,
and all stirred up in the mix.
But as the days rolled on by,
their hearts soon turned into stone.
Though they still had each other
they might as well been alone.
When those Neon signs go out,
city lights no longer call.
All your pockets are empty,
the love you had starts to stall.
Living in the dark alleys,
where daylight is never known.
The needle, just like a knife,
still can cut you to the bone.
We try to make the right choice,
doing our best to succeed.
It’s hard to find the right path,
around all the lies and greed.
When you’re lost and full of hate,
down is the only place left.
Til despair convinces you,
that the best way out is death.
Copyright © Jerry Brotherton | Year Posted 2024
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