At the end of my rope,
on a slope with hope that
if I don’t choke, I’ll find a ledge.
Where I can,
take this load off my back,
take a nap and relax
and retrace the tracks
That my feet have been on and my mind was away from,
Because I’ve come to this point
Another shore, another choice
To keep on going as I have been,
or make this next one
My first step.

To make this next one
My first step.
Or keep on going as I have been.
Think I’m gonna make this next one my first step.

The first of many,
Lord knows I’ve had plenty
and have many left to make.
I will bend, won’t break
And I’ll send no wakes
in the lake of my brain.
I will share in the heart-waves and the heart-aches
of both the powerful and the lame.
And I will
Train all these plants so their flowers can see the sun.
Yes, I’ll train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun.
So let’s train these plants so all their flower can see the sun.
Yes, let’s train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun.

Off the hill at the bar
to take off these bandages from these fresh wounds
and reflect on my scars,
As well as my accomplishments.
Which I suppose both are one in the same,
Due to the fact that my heart still beats
and I still have thoughts in my brain.
I think my scars and my accomplishments are one in the same,
Due to the fact that my heart still beats
and I still have thoughts in my brain.
Heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain.
Heart still beats and I still have thoughts in my brain.
I have thoughts about my heart and I,
have beats in my brain.
Said, “I have thoughts about my heart and I,
Have beats in my brain.

Well I’ve traveled this country far and wide.
Seen every different color and shade of the sky.
Seen all the stars and all the city lights.
Did my soul-searchin’ through this toxic purity.
Sober, drunk, trippin’, stoned
Faded, jaded
The Tao, The Bible, Yoga Sutras, and The Coran
It's all the same song.
You come to find that most are lost and few are found,
Few are true and no one is wrong.
You’ve come to find that most are lost and few are found,
Few are true and no one is wrong.

Most are lost and few are found,
Few are true and no one is wrong.
Most are lost and few are found,
Few are true and no one is wrong.

‘Cause I’ve gone the limits,
Roamed amongst the gimmicks and the misfits,
The dirty kids and all the workin’ stiffs,
The hell and the bliss,
So many trips within this one
to be blunt
Which I used to be before all of this
getting’ drunk and spun and havin’ fun.
No more lust, and Only Love
No more crutch, and just a shove

No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch, and just a shove
No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch, and just a shove

So now I’m starin’ down this cigarette like it’s a barrel of a gun.
Will I shoot, will I let loose
as I excuse fumes from between my two tooths?
Am I a few ques
from my true truth?
Is that why I sit in booths
doodle, read and write,
walk through the woods for days
and city streets some nights?
I like this constant conversation
on a rock that is a spaceship.
All these people are all aliens
Moving from one cube to the next
When these spheres are oh so spacious.

So, as I lay in my tent where I don’t pay the rent,
I gaze into outer space
Sleep, dream, then wake into a dream it never ends.
It never ends, it never ends.
So, as you lay in your tent where you don’t pay the rent,
You gaze into outer space,
Sleep, dream, then wake into a dream it never ends.
It never ends, this never ends.
So, as we lay in our tents where we don’t pay the rent,
We gaze into outer space
Sleep dream then wake into a dream it never ends.
This never ends, It never ends.

We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent,
Uneven ground,
Firm yet gently steps.
We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent,
Uneven ground,
Firm yet gentle steps.
We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent,
Children,
Firm yet gentle steps.
We walk these paths that are never straight and always bent,
Uneven ground,
Firm yet gentle steps.

So it goes,
No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch, just a shove,
I’ll train these plants so all their flowers can see the sun.
No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch, and just a shove
Let’s train these trees so all their leaves can see the sun.
No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch and just a shove
Let’s go to the forest,
And learn Her chorus.
No more lust, Only Love
No more crutch just a shove
Let’s go to the river,
And learn Her verse.