What a Shame

Oh, if my life rode on a ship I'd chase down some hurricanes

We'd have stories once those howling winds had passed

And if I wanted my whole life to be laid out in black and white

I'd have turned my weathered sails some time ago

But I stayed steady on that stream

With river rocks and gasoline

Bumping curbs on every turn we would make

The friends we made and lovers past

Bail bond loans and Sunday Mass

They have opened up a newer life to me

Well what a shame, a crying shame, nine to five it's all the same

But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave

And oh, good God don't rest my soul and let myself fall to a fold

I'm still running and a racing, wishing on a fallen star

And how much money meets your desire

And how much heat can you take 'fore you feel the fire

I don't think it's worth the pain but who am I to say?

Because I feel like every other day

I sing another sad song about living free

I lose another little piece of the puzzle that got me here

Another road house fight cast down

By sin another blow out ten miles from town again

Another sold out night that makes

It worth the fight and the life I want to live

If I'd love the lord by, sing loud till

They turn out your very last light

When you're gone, what do you have

But the song you sang

And there ain't no one to kill me back

I can't change my ways once I felt like that

If I'd have won in a life full of memories

Well what a shame, a crying shame, nine to five it's all the same

But you won't take those wasted hours to your grave

And as I watch my hour glass, grains of sand are like days of past

Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task

And as I watch my hour glass

Grains of sand are like days of past

Brace the storm, this is your love, your life, your task