Heartbreak Dreamers

I was turning nineteen

On a cold december night

Been burning like kerosene

For nearly half of my life

And I barely had the gpa

To make it out of eugene

You can blame it on me with the adhd

While I’m falling asleep during the sat’s

And as I packed my bags and headed to a foreign land

One way ticket on a one way plan

Lay my head down alone each night

With those same devils calling in that same old fight ‘cause

This one’s for middle sons living in the middle of

Where they coming from and half way rush of blood

This one’s for those first prayers to heaven on a road

That seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers

Waiting for the light

Looking for just one reason

To get through the night

Every long lost believer

Caught in the fight

All the heartbreak dreamers

We’re gonna be alright

Everybody sing

And I was turning twenty five

In a city that don’t sleep

Was feeling only half alive

To the dreams that I keep

And I kept on waiting

Wondering if she’s waiting for me

When you’re burning down main

On a quarter tank of pain

Wearing the soles off your feet

You’ve been waiting and praying for the

Right one to come

Watch the rising and the falling of another setting sun

Nobody seems quite good enough for you

Except the wrong ones you keep running back to

So this one’s for mike still waiting for his wife

This one’s for grandma losing the love of her life

This one’s for those first prayers

To heaven on a road that seems never ending

For all the heartbreak dreamers

Waiting for the light

Looking for just one reason

To get through the night

Every long lost believer

Caught in the fight

All the heartbreak dreamers

Gonna be alright

Everybody sing

This one right here

This is for the fat girls

This one is for the little brothers

This is for the schoolyard wimps

For the childhood bullies that tormented them

For the former prom queen and the milk crate ball players

For the night time cereal eaters

And for the retired elderly wal mart store front door greeters

Shake the dust

This is for the benches and the people sitting upon them

For the bus drivers driving a million broken hymns

For the men who have to hold down

Three jobs simply to hold up their children

For the night time schoolers and

For the midnight bike riders trying to fly

Shake the dust

This is for the two year olds who cannot be

Understood because they speak half english and

Half God

Shake the dust

For the boys with the beautiful, beautiful sister

Shake the dust

For the girls with those brothers who are going crazy

Those gym class wallflowers

And the twelve year olds who are afraid

Of taking public showers

For the kid who’s always late to class

Because he forgets the combination to his lockers

For the girl who loves somebody else

Shake the dust

This is for the hard men who want

To love but know that it won’t come

For the ones amendments do not stand up for

For the ones who are forgotten

For the ones who are told to speak

Only when you are spoken to

Speak every time you stand so you do not forget yourself

Do not let one moment go by that doesn’t

Remind you that your heart beats a hundred

Thousand times a day and that there

Are gallons of blood make every one of them oceans