The 3 Blues

 

Monday Night Blues 

Sitting here, on the edge of a knife.

Contemplating about all, of my life.

A thousand dreams left undone,

Words of wisdom for my son.

What more can I do,

than wish that I had not lost you.

Regret the trouble I put you through.

Struggle to build something new.

Now, I know who I am, and I know what you see.

There are so damn few, who give a damn about me.

There is no good in saying; that you really care,

if in the tough times, you just are not there.

But I am the bad guy of this tail,

so its ok to hope that I fail.

Hate on me, if that helps you survive,

but don't expect me to stop being alive.

What more can I do,

than wish that I had not lost you.

Regret the trouble I put you through.

Struggle to build something new.

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Darker than Blue.

Nothing matters anymore,

when your alone,

hopeless crying on the floor.

What can encourage you,

faced with all the troubles,

you are going through?

Sometimes the best you can do,

is pass another day,

pretending not to be so blue.

After struggling all this way,

you just cant believe it,

when they say; it will be ok.

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Legacy for Crows 

What is it that defines you,

the actions you take,

or the things you say?

What is it they remember,

the rules you brake,

or the debts you pay?

How much can you paint, the image they have of you in their head?

How will they speak of you, when they think that your dead?

The truth is, that you have no control

over how they see you.

The only power, in your hands,

is over what you do.