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SMOKES AND A BEER
DAVE THE POET

Out of rehab, Off parole, Still not in control
Walked away, From kids and a wife
To slowly die, For their better life
Went out one day, For some smokes and a beer
In their shadows, He lives in fear
Never says a word, Not a story he can’t tell
You’ll never know, How sick you are
‘Til the day, That you get well

A Mother, Hangs out the window
Looking for her kids
They’re already doing, Things she did
Chased the dragon, Rang the carnival bell
Side show on the midway, Ferris wheel to hell
Never says a word, Not a story she won’t tell
You’ll never know, How sick you are
‘Til the day, That you get well

Same old song, Brand new day
Don’t let that, Get in your way
If today, Brought you pain and sorrow
What awaits, Come tomorrow
Sun might shine, You may cry
Only you, Need know why
Fire burns, Smoke smells
Souls were born, With stories to tell
You’ll never know, How sick you are
‘Til the day, That you get well