our world was made small muffled sounds, obscured vision by the late night snow
a grilled ham and cheese for me it’s one of those things that keeps my soul fed
we can feel lonely in the winter night; even if others are there
we can overcome any obstacle we face once we find the bridge
in a perfect world interruptions would always be comic relief
when we choose a path we are really placing our trust in a stranger
you can often tell how long something has sat by what’s sitting on it
if there is no path we can either make our own or choose to not go
history repeats in part because some believe it never happened
as long as we see possibilities there is the basis for hope
uptown jack 