Again at night and I’m worn
The heat hinders me drinking wine
Astray from my bourn
Ought to come to terms with my mind
For in future I will always be left behind

I’ve stood up for my thought
All my life cause I’ve always deemed
A man’s worth is the dough
He accepts in exchange for his dream
Though the reward is nothing but wounded pride

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.

Come across an old saying
Said “No matter what the problem is
A smart man always finds his way
To get to where he needs”
Food for thought, but for tonight I’ll kill my wine.

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.

There’s things I’ll never learn
But it’s my life and I let it go
Of how it comes to pass.