Nothing Left to Lose -------------------------------------------
Its hard when you have to watch the music die
When you see the tide rise over the city high and downtown gritty types
I'm of the state of mind that has me up late at night crying over my shitty life
despite my overbite and loss of tight friends
I knew the hi would end once the midget on stage made a stand
I've lost everything once and I'm losing it again
Jumped off the deep end with a cannonball and letter written with a red fountain pen
Its the same shit just a different day
Crying like a child, the only difference is a different age
me and lucky must've been on different pages from other chapters
We're both acting since its the only way we can impact each other
I'm past waiting for you lady luck
You were a bitch to me for 17 long ones so why now should I give a fuck?
You can't answer me, you never could, I bet you would
If the ass I rode in on was any good
Listen, until then I'll sit on this stool in this saloon with a grin cause my sins are all i have left to lose since i lost you
I really like this kiddo. Despite what inspired it, it's good to see you write like this every now and then.
"Its hard when you have to watch the music die" ~ I like this a lot. If you're anything like you were when we were close, which I think you are, I can see this as the end of something good, whether good be familiar, routine, happy, fun, etc. Like graduation perhaps?
"Jumped off the deep end with a cannonball and letter written with a red fountain pen" ~ I don't actually have any idea what you personally meant by this, but I like the idea of it.
"Listen, until then I'll sit on this stool in this saloon with a grin cause my sins are all i have left to lose since i lost you" ~ In my opinion, this is the deepest/most philosophical part of this piece. It could be interpretted a number of ways. Intriguing.
Screw luck. What happens is because of what choices we made (either now, or back when...). What really sucks is when we make the wrong choice or like the wrong people for the wrong reasons. Got to take it like a man or go back to school. Just make sure that the choices are of your own choosing--don't be dancin' to someone else's tune. If it's wrong, admit it. If it's right, roll around in it and wear it for awhile, because it won't last. I like your style of writing and hope to see more of this kind of reflection, John.