Slip away,  by Zargo the Fierce



I get up in the morning when the alarm clock rings,
I haven’t had time to dream but I’m not missing a thing
I grab a quick cup of coffee ‘fore I head out the door,
Drive a half-hour to work just to do it once more.

I put in a full day down at the factory,
I’m in at five in the morning, out at half past three.
I run a big noisy, smelly, machine all day,
The work really sucks but I need the pay.

This isn’t how it was supposed to be,
But I never finished college, never got a degree.
Once in a while it occurs to me,
That I let my dreams slip away from me

Some times my thoughts drift back to a red haired girl,
We were wild and young and we had the world
By the balls and we weren’t about to let it go.
What happened to it all, well I just don’t know.
Maybe I was just too high to see
How I let my youth slip away from me.

Now I’m home each day by half past four,
I’ve got a beer in my hand as soon as I’m through the door.
The TV’s on too loud and the kids all scream,
I pinch myself because I pray it’s a dream.
But this nightmare is called reality,
As I feel my strength slip away from me.

In the few years since I turned 35,
I wake up each day more dead than alive. 
I’ve got more bills than I have money to pay,
And I shudder to think of how I got this way.
There are so many days that seem to hold no fun
It’s enough to make a man want to run.
It is a fragile thing, this sanity,
And some days I feel it slip away from me.

And then my heart melted with what was said,
Last night as I tucked my son into bed.
He threw his arms around my neck so tight,
And said "Daddy I love you", and he kissed me goodnight.

I went out to the couch and sat next to my wife,
Closed my eyes and thanked God for what I’ve made of my life.
Sometimes the most important things are the hardest to see
But I know I can’t let them slip away from me.


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