after you’ve lost your job and the world is crashing
what will you have;
when the night is swerving down the highway with a half empty glass
what will you have;
fresh off the books heading down the tunnel toward a chair and a needl
what will you have;
remembering those few days rowing down to the river with the kids
kids with a pole and some bait late in the evening with a catch
catch a memory the size of a tuna under moon before the long night
night, that night- we had it all
