Trouble

A sunny day wasn't in the cards

The rain was cold and it was blowing hard

He was curled up tight against a bus stop bench

He looked just like he could use a wrench

I was smug; you see I'd been around

I walked right up and I sat right down

I said, "old man, you've got some trouble in your life

I'm here to help you sit things right"

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He said "trouble is a trick of light

It disappears when you look at it just right

So much confusion from an optical illusion, trouble"

His words, they took me by surprise

That dirty bum he had conviction in his eyes

He took my sincere desire to help and all my good intentions

And turned them back upon themselves

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My road is paved like the road to hell

My good intentions didn't serve me very well

But you take your chances and you plant your seeds

With a little luck you get back something that you need… like trouble

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