Story Behind The Song

Just was thinking about the state of affairs at a particular time. Trying to remind myself to be open minded, caring, and thankful. A Lot was the investments, and a friend who knew someone that was wrongly convicted, my fears of cancer, and lost ones or people I never got to say what I really wanted to say to.

Song Description

What do you follow? Is there any way to be safe? We appear content but strive for so many "solutions". Take advantage of every second. Really.

Lyrics

it's so hard to say goodbye, when you left something in me died,
you are always on my mind, can't forget you i've tried.

I dont like saying goodbyes til the next time I see ya,
Till hte world spits me out, til they no longer needya,
That seed has grown, matured now it's time to move on,
wall all know we ain't guarenteed to see dawn, or even make it through morn,
but when that seed was just born, or had just sworn to the oath,
Guess the system got em both, got us all,
Best to watch how you approach, Its so hard to say hello and trust em.
Knowing what you have today, tomorow it may be worth nothing,
and all along you were working toward something
Now you torn left feeling disgusted, I feel it too, think it's got us all a bit flusterer
But lets muster, up enough strenght, just feel lucky to be alive and witness such things.

Imagine being the innocent victim, who happens to fit the description,
alibis perfect, but nobody wants to listen, conviction,
Upon 12 crazy peers desicions, whos reffeng, who got questions, who got answers
that are safe to be injesting, seem everyday these cancers keep infesting
Everyday we forced to learn life's lessons, just cuz we learning is that really progression
Just look at the investments, even they tumbled,
People with their noses up, how quickly they get humble, how quickly things can crumble,
A house of cards, well the odds are the cards you came with won't be your tomorow
It's all godd, they weren't mine, all of my cards have been borrowed
And I truly apologize about all that, but I cant give you what I don't have to give you back

I dedicate this to Aunt Trish, the only chick I ever missed after she left,
I hold your spirit in my left breast, my heart,
wake up and say halleluigha wake up ever morning try to comunicate to ya, (ghost wisperer)
People appreciate the time you have, aint no reason to be goin and getting all mad
Or going to bed angry, come on thats your family
At least treat as such and you can go to sleep soundly
and even when their not tell em that their fantastic
pay your respects to their face instead of talking to a casket.