These times 

Are hard

And tonight 

I’m tired

We have to

Make decisions 

Think 

On our feet 

Roll out the 

Carpet 

And walk on it 

With our footprints 

Mapping out

Our future 

Before we can 

See it 

Though 

Our 

Footsteps 

Echo 

Forwards 

Determining 

Which way 

We go next

The easy

Option 

Is to drink

Drink again

Drink more 

The reality 

Is 

We wake up 

And we do 

It

Again

And if we

Get it 

Wrong 

We 

Don’t 

Get 

To do it

Again

We don’t 

Get 

To wake 

Up 

And now 

Isn’t that 

A funny 

Way to 

Live your 

Life 

And maybe 

We shoulda 

Been doing 

That 

Anyway