song lyric wip

well life really is a strange trip

it's ups and downs they always seem to flip

and I can seem to get my head on straight

or see a difference between free choice and fate

first we're dead and then we're born and then

we cycle through the whole thing over again

and it don't matter where we rise or fall

cause in the end we'll have gone threw it all

infinity is nothing crossed over it self

in the end my poverty is my greatest wealth

theres moments it feels i'm miserable all the time

but my ups and downs they always seem to rhyme

I'm eating a sandwich of ham on rye

i'd go out but after all i am just to shy

and I've pushed away all my greatest friends

there holiness always gave me the bends

but this life i lead gives me what i need

and if i'm patient with the demons that i feed

i'll have mulched the soil of my minds art

to plant and water the seeds of my heart

and i don't know why i do the things i do

i'm wrapped up in my shadow the whole day through

and my lights may seem oh so very few

but that doesn't mean that they don't shine true

the seasons come they go there back again

and the world keeps spinning round and round my friend

theres moments it feels i'm happy all the time

but my ups and downs they always seem to rhyme