Sitting on a rock, wasting time

Sitting on a rock, wasting time

I have walked all the railroad tracks between here and yesteryear while looking for tomorrow

I have felt the vibrations of the train as it passes by taking my breath away

I can feel the breeze and see the trees swaying with the coming storm and darkened clouds

I hate the life I am living, just walking along, headed for nowhere

And listening to nature’s sounds, it all comes together as life goes by

Just so the world know who I am and where I’ve been in my time

I have traveled the oceans, climbed some mountains and sowed some wild oats and seeds

A bit of love was all I ever needed, a little inspiration brought me to my knees

But no matter how deep the pain or broken spirited I might have felt

I never cared for the inspiration of weed or the needle in my vein as the devil never dwelt

Inside my soul where I would sell it to the lowest bidder, for even those evils couldn’t get rid

Of the hurt and pain in life that I most distained

But through it all, I took the fall, and got back up, with pain and despair following close behind me,

I closed my eyes and kept on walking, until the sun went down and shadows no longer followed me

I can hear the owls in the woods shrieking their calls, the moon is rising, the cold air falls

As the lonely country road came to an end and the dirt road get nearer

I looked for a spot with a rock, so I could clear my mind ever clearer

Resting my weary bones, just sitting here wasting my time

Listening to a song in my head with words that always rhymes

A little bit of love was all I ever needed, but it seemed to escape me well

And on the misery of love, my broken heart continues to swell

I know why my girl left me, I know it too well

It was because I couldn’t give up my passion from hell so here I dwell

I was selfish, materialistic and difficult to please in my persistent mind

It seemed so simple but my girl left me, saying I was not what she needs

So I am sitting here thinking on a rock, wasting time

In my pocket you will be lucky to find a dollar or even a dime

But just sitting here thinking, wasting time

I can free up my soul, my heart and free my mind

Never a tough guy, never a fighter or a warrior for duty and country never came

I am free to do what I want and sitting on this rock is making me insane

A pawn I life, I don’t guess I have much more left to do

As I tie my laces on my well traveled shoes

So I didn’t think too much about the pain I brought to others

And last night, when the stars were bright, I even had a pleasant thought

I don’t have much to say anymore, I kind of like it that way

But when I sit here wasting my time on this rock,

My life seems worth something, just sitting here wasting time

The moon is full, the meteors are falling to earth

As I sit here meditating , and woke up to beat the clock

Perhaps after tomorrow’s sunrise, it is time for me to rise and yawn

And find another road, another rock and stop wasting my time

And put some money in my pocket so I can ease my mind

I think I can make it better, for all I really needed was some free time

To make my heart well again, mend it solid and make it whole

For my spirit and inspiration has recaptured my soul