Time To Stroll
This is my life history. Fast life, fast lane. But through music, sunshine, whatever part of me always looking for peace. Even now believing it's there. Just no clue where.
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As a younger man I never really had a goal
Wreaked havoc on the prairie, a man without control
Well that kinda life eventually takes it's toll
Piled alot of pain on my body, scars upon my soul
I was born in time to be part of the start of heavy metal
Had to have it all no way I was gonna settle
All that flower power, but I couldn't touch the pedal
Black it was the pot, gold lost in my kettle
Didn't see the damage I'd done sure did feel the hole
Moved to Sin City and let life's dice roll
Hid everything I could, but I could not hide my soul
Gonna run through the jungle, when I should of strolled
Had a girl named Anne bout as fine as a woman comes
Course I couldn't hold her, way to young and dumb
See Vegas had lots of crazy, and I needed some
Along the way it became just bout stayin numb
I don't really know the point of this song
I guess just to remind myself I was wrong
How could I be so weak with a spirit so strong
Now I just want a place, a place that I belong
Never saw the damage I was doing, now I live in that hole
Made it through that hell it all it cost was my self control
Hid everything as long as I could, but I could never hide my soul
I been running through the jungle, but think it's time to stroll
Now fifty something and I look forward to the end
Only one woman I loved to her this message let me send
As fake as my world was, my heart was not pretend
Hell I loved you so much times it even helped my heart to mend
But shit is, and is not meant to be
And you never felt the same for me
Even now I close my eyes and you are what I see
Something bout that picture still can set me free
Nothin gonna change the damage thats been done
Lied to the fucking devil, the father, and the son
Lost everything I loved, but I never lost my soul
No more running, no more jungle. In the next life I will stroll
© Nick Duer 2019