I will see you through hellfire, little love | You'll be all grown
I'll be long gone
You'll be living on the sun
If you ain't careful, you're going to forget it
Everything's fine in your mind
Somewhere in the middle of it all
Softly, something slowly separating us all
I can't write, my mind's soft, Mama, I think I'm dumb
Somewhere in the middle is where the lessons are learned
I'll be seeing you when all is done
I will see you through hellfire, little love
I have an old way
I could go West
I could blow it off
Rent a house there
I could give up
Or I could keep going
Our scene begins
But you're not in it
What's up, man?
Oh, nothing doing
We used to hang out
Why don't we now
Like the Bible stories
I've been full of them