So now it's too late to say I'm down on my luck.
Too afraid of being cliché to say "I'm in a rut." Let's dwell in camera shots, chalk it up to business as usual. With the occasional reaction of an ATM vomiting more money than you can spend. That will be our lucky day. This must be what those country songs kept telling me. So sing me country songs. I'll hide in their words. And boundaries will fall and we'll play leapfrog like we were kids again. But as far as resolution… lets keep locked inside self-defeat, a block of ice or future earnings.
