2 Shots

Arms crossed, he taps his foot against the floor

Never one to get too nervous at what life has in store

And across the room a man stands eyes to the ground

Not much separates them, save a few magazines and wishful dreams

His mouth is still though he wishes he could shout

A smile and a frown seem to cancel one other out

It's strange, these days

He's given up so many things

For a new born dream

When it cries, he smiles

He's sure today will be brighter than the past

Brighter than the...

He's the kind of guy that would tip his hat to say 'hello'

If that kind of thing was still fashionable

At 19, he never dreamed to be in a position

To commentate on life's grand condition

He's alone among friends

And he's alone

Now that he's paid

For mistakes

And he tries not too feel sorry for himself

But when he cries, she smiles

She's sure today will be brighter than the past

Brighter than the past

It's late now in a dark quite room

There's frost outside and his glass is half full

Arms crossed, foot taps against the floor

Now a little more nervous at what life has in store

Then it's heavy head up from a pillow he rubs his eyes

Laughing as he thinks back, then he chokes up and he cries

It's strange, these days

Faltering in dreams we awake to start again

When he'll rise stars in his eyes

Ready to take on the world it right this time