Valley Of Death

 change is in the air, so they've said
 but i still cannot breathe, not quite yet
 you and i heard for the thousandth time we are forced to lose our house keys
 you speak of our careless imbecile caused suicides impending, and a little too loudly
 well i am ready to go, where ever it is that i need
 i just pray to death that it be somewhere, no more ugly truth, pretty please


  i sent a message your way saying easy come easy go
  i was glad you understood it, while i was thinking difficult come difficult go though
  i tell myself that it's all the same, though so clearly and severely cannot keep my head in the game